The Joys of English

School pride runs deep where I live. That is why I feel very strongly about having a firm grasp on the English language if you are going to cheer for your team. This morning as I was walking around down town, I saw this painted on the back of a truck: "GO MITEY BULLDOGS". I really hope those bulldogs can get over their mite infestation before they play on Friday. I would hate to be the opposing team.

Happy

I have been thinking a lot lately about whether or not I am happy. I really believe that happiness is a choice we make. I think that despite what is going on around us we can have pure joy in our lives. So, today, I am going to choose to be happy. I think I also need to start doing my service. I am just happier when I am helping others. It is so true. I have been going out of my way to help some of the clients get what they need at work and I have been feeling much more fulfilled in my job. It isn't anything big, in fact I usually just find them a piece of paper, but hey it helps.

So, let us be happy.

Mornings

I will fully admit that I am not a morning person. I would rather lay in bed until 10:00 a.m. rolls around and go to bed at 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning. That said, I have been getting up for work on time. With the cooling off of the weather (I LOVE IT) it has been harder for me to get up. Not because it is darker outside when I have to get up, but because the covers are so inviting. The warm spot on the bed makes it so I have no desire to even move. I lay there, curled up with everything covered but my nose (I have a thing against stale air, but that is a subject for a different post), in my cocoon of warmth, wishing I could stay. But I get up and get dressed.

One day, I won't have to. Like Saturday. I can lay there and contemplate the meaning of my weird dreams. I really think I should, maybe then I will stop having them.