A friend and I coined a new word tonight. It is one instance where my ability to trip over words paid off. The word is: squopping. Which is basically "cop a squat" mushed together. We were people watching in front of Starbucks and a guy was squopping by his motorcycle.
I have also discovered that I love Starbucks' Cinnamon Dolce Latte. Drinking it at nine at night probably wasn't the wisest thing I've ever done.
I watched the LSU vs. Auburn game last night. Wow. I have to say I'm impressed by LSU. I don't know much about college football, but that game was intense. I do feel bad for Hatch, though.
It is ten p.m. and I just realized that today would have been my sixth wedding anniversary. It didn't sink in when I wrote the date on my registration tab at church this a.m., or when I looked at receipts from Kroger and O'Charley's. I decided to read some blogs, and someone posted today. My first thought: Hmmmm, why should this date matter? Did I forget someone's birthday?
Followed by: Oh, yeah. That. Glory to God that I have healed as well as I have. A year ago I thought that I would remember this day every year for the rest of my life, haul out the photos, and have a cry fest. This year I am strongly tempted to haul out my wedding dress and turn it into some kind of cool Halloween costume...or something. Strange how a day I thought was so important to my existence, has become just another day.
So, before I focus too much on that, I'm going to talk to my Abba, Father, and get some sleeps.
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