breakfast at wimbledon

right now im sitting in my quiet, dark living room
with pillow, blanket, and coffee in hand
watching my favorite sports event of the year.

i've loved waking up early for the wimbledon final for as long as i can remember.
usually i fall asleep if i'm watching alone,
but the matches last a long time okay?

today i'm watching my favorite tennis player from my favorite country*
rafael nadal from spain.

i think my favorite wimbledon final i've ever watched was andre agassi and andy roddick.
i used to love andy roddick when i was younger,
mostly because he was attractive and dated mandy moore
but andre was my favorite player of all time.
it was a riveting match and i was on the edge of my couch the whole time.
anyway, agassi won - but that's no matter.

the point is. i love tennis. i just do. everything, all of it.
VIVA ESPAÑA!



*is that bad to say on my nation's independence day? oh well. i have spain fever.

HOLY. FREAKING. GOODNESS.

this is hilarious.

go here: http://www.sillof.com/Drawings.htm for more details. my favorite is yodawski.

the other day i was hanging out with my 16 year old sister.
thoughts were racing through my head about how i needed to get the wet carpet out of the basement, finish a paper, pay bills, write a resume, plan a wedding...etc.
then i look at my sister and she says, "i wonder what color i should paint my toenails?"

ah, to be young and have few worries.

do worries keep growing as you get older?
i sure hope not.
i have all that i can handle right now.

what makes you feel alive?

fresh cut flowers, slow mornings, burning candles, lunch with a good friend, time with my fiance, plotting my summer, sweet patty g music...

what makes you feel alive?

FIELD DAY 2010

pay attention

to what is true.
to what you love.
to the details around you.
to the 'impossible' dreams.
to what your hope is in.

this isn't a contest, but a doorway into thanks...