I'm working on a series of photos called "Rice cake in front of important-seeming books."
Oh, desert. When will you be cool enough that I can open my window for a nice breeze? I woke up hungry and hot! So I made an almond butter and rice cake snack and read some of this book that I think I should have read sooner. I'm hooked! Thanks for your genius, Mr. Bushman.
Then I laid in bed and mulled over the article by President Kimball that Liz posted yesterday (also a favorite of mine). I had all sorts of thoughts about creativity and beauty and art. I think it's sometimes surprising how deeply our souls urge to create. I'm still trying to figure out how to wield that urge. I don't think the aforementioned photo series is going to go anywhere. Anyway, it was too much for me to figure out in the middle of the night.
So I started thinking about The Cosby Show and how Sondra married a guy named Elvin. But apparently that thought was uninteresting enough that I fell back to sleep.
And greeted Monday morning like a rough stone. :)
How was your weekend??
p.s. My oldest niece turns 17 today. What?! Happy birthday, Kayla Sue. I love you more than ten thousand days of summer!!