Wolf Man on Orange Organ, Variations on a Theme

I woke up this morning wishing, more than anything else, that I could roll over and hold my baby in my arms. But, Chris gets up for work before six, and this perhaps over-indulgent opera singer doesn't get up before 8. And I mean never.

It is something that I thought would never happen to me. Every passing day brings me closer to Chris. With every day my love for him grows. I told him just a few weeks ago that I had never even imagined that I could love someone as much as I love him. I guess that makes it even more special--that even my imagination could not encompass what this is.

This longing to cuddle and having seen "Born Into Brothels" last night have reminded me of how extremely blessed I am. I declare today a day of being thankful. If you can read this, you are probably doing so from your own computer in your own computer room in your own home with maybe even your own yard, gently sipping on a Latte or imported tea. Something tells me you are blessed, too. Just thought I would remind you. We shouldn't completely forget this fact in spite of the inner machinations of our complicated lives.

On a much lighter note, I came across this funny video of Chris during the winter months. It sort of speaks for itself, but for those of you who may read this and not know me personally, you may think that Chris is a bit "weird". Don't be afraid. I like him that way.