Itiniary for December 19, 2007

Imagine,

Long winding highways for miles on end;
Snow for awhile, but then all of a sudden turns into beautiful grass lying beneath the power of built up rock.
A handsome man sitting behind the wheel, whistling softly, now and then turning his head to glance in my direction only to see me smiling in contentment.
1 hour.
The sun never stops shining its warmth down on the tint of the ice blue color of our drive beating more and more;
Our pants rolled up to our knees, hoping for a glimpse of mountain wind overtaking the heat of the cotton that capitavited the skin this long.
Wrappers overtake the backseat along with coats, mitten, hats, and sweaters;
10 hours.
Almost there. Only 9 more to go.
Lights shimmer as we get nearer and nearer to our destination.
Mice swarm to and fro from our messy amount of hair attached to our tired sore heads;
Imagine a soft warm pillow replacing the hardness of the backseat head rest;
stretching our legs and escaping the trapped doors of the machine taking us to the great wall.
16 hours.
Surrounded by the great wall of stone.
Magnificant sight of cracks, stone, broken trees, strong trees, and thousands and thousands of sand.
Once in a blue moon will be see large bodies of untouched water stare back at us in amazment as we continue to drive on.
The roads never straighten, but swerve higher and higher into the sky.
A house appears.
And then another.
Home.
20 minutes.
Lost.
Found map beneath the wrappers of our once existed seat;
Hugs.
More hugs.
Pillow.

Imagine.

Finally its Friday...

Good Morning to anyone who reads this.

Its Friday. TGIF.

I hope everyone has a really good weekend. Unfortuantely for Grant, he just came down with a nasty head cold.. that sucks. I sure hope I don't get it. So far so good I'd say. I came into work and I don't feel any sign of sickness.. yea! :)

So, I am just going to ramble.. kind of use this blog like a diary. A place where you can jot down words, phrases, sentenses about pretty much anything. They don't necessarily have to make sense, or flow into an actual thought.. just a simple way of free-writing.

I really hope Grant comes home tonight from Calgary. Although, thinking about it he might find it hard if he's really tired. I wish I were with him. I would help him drive. Let him sleep the whole way home.

So, my schedule for Saturday consists of this:

a) sleep in as much as I can on Saturday
b) If grant comes home, I probably won't go into work on Saturday at 11:00
c) Do laundary - perferably towels only since my other laundary is finished already
d) look to see if I can get a massage somewhere
e) pay my credit card bill and find grace rosenberg's christmas gift
f) see if someone can fix my dresser - or a dresser that I adopted from a BOY (needs lots of work) lol
g) take a nap.

The feelings of a Girl... named Rebbers

Well, here I am trying to explain my thoughts and since I can't keep a journal I've decided to blog. ;)
I felt terribly sick this morning. My tummy just turned, my head ached, I felt so tired, and super emotional. The feelings of the girl.

I just found out that Grant is going to Calgary for the weekend, Jen is going to the farm for the weekend, so to sum it up, poor Rebbers is stuck in her apartment for the weekend to think about everything everywhere and anytime.

I suppose it could be worse. My apartment could be messy.. I could have gum in my hair and could get a stain on my white shirt. haha

Ok.. I'm being bad. I should get back to work.