Random Saturday night thoughts having very little to do with this picture of a Ferguson tractor at Finnegan's market this morning:
Tired.  Watering the lawn while I type this, moving the sprinklers every 30 minutes.  Got home at 2 am this morning after partying with friends for Dean's birthday:  ribs, bowling, DDR, air hockey, and other amusements.  Woke up way too early to feed the cats and never went back to sleep for some silly reason.  Feel like I need some time to think and pray and listen and not be driving somewhere in the car - its been that kind of a week where all the activities clump together.  My watering permit runs out tomorrow.  Yeah and boo.  I don't like the watering ritual, but I also want the new seeds to grow big and strong.  I trust God with my lawn.  Pizza tastes very good if you have not had it in a long time.  I can't imagine living with a king husband like Esther did and you can only go see him when he calls you.  Isn't the point of being  family the togetherness of life?  Not alone, not alone.  I am not alone.  There is someone in my bed pretty much every night, there is someone I can always call or talk to and hey, some people like to spend time with me.  Smile on my face.  I am very full of food and drink.  7 more minutes till I move the next sprinkler.  Blink.
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