Velvety Wind

Today is one the day that I finally understood what authors mean by a "velvety soft breeze". The wind today was so smooth and subtle. It warmly caressed my skin and softly blew on my hair. I could have sat in it forever. The weekend was pretty good. Tim and I went to the OLSON bash on Friday night and attempted salsa dancing on Saturday. That was a fiasco. We went without our cell phones, expecting to meet some friends, but we ended up alone because they had changed their minds and did something else. They tried calling us, but of course we didn't answer. Tim and I have a real problem with keeping track of our cell phones. It has gotten to the point where I am proud of myself if I know where it is. On Sunday I was tired and on the verge of crankiness. (I get cranky fast, if my sleep gets out of whack.) So Tim was trying to come up with fun things to do. He thought of going to the pet store. I love the pet store. When I was younger I could spend all day long in there. It isn't quite that fascinating anymore, especially since I can't get anything except for fish. But I did decide to get myself a fish. I picked out a pearlscale goldfish. It is super fat and always has some poop hanging out, which is supremely gross, and I wish it would just release it! But I guess that is what I get for picking out a nasty goldfish. I named it George Anne. Tim named it George; I added Anne. Tim also got a new fish. His is even worse. It has a really pretty white body and flowing fins. But it has a red cap on it's head, that looks like a bubbly red brain. eww! It's name is Kimberly. I hope George Anne lives. He is so fat, that I don't know if he'll make it.