Today was a 12 hour work day. It was soo worth it. Any day spent working / playing with kids is a worthwhile day. And all God's children say Amen!

I was sitting in my car outside the place I was supposed to be. I do that sometimes. I like to be on time so when I had to choose between ferry that got me there 35 minutes too early or 10 minutes too late I chose to get on the 3:45 ferry for a 5:00 event. I spent that time in my car reading a book. I mention this because I got very lost in one the characters of this book and when 4:50 came along it took me a while to come back to where I was. I took me even a while longer to feel like I was myself again. Weird is all I have to say about that. Really weird. So all that is a set up to say that whatever was moving in me or through me, I was in a way over-emotional state and this event was an evening church service about Epiphany. And it was Amazing, and tears came and songs where sung and a journey was taken. It was such simple and beautiful words. Such awesome and wonderful imagery. Just WoW. So happy epiphany to all and to all a good night.

So because of a feed on FB, I have now been pondering in my heart about where I feel most at Home. When I lived in TX and was like maybe five or six, One of my favorite country songs was "Home is Anywhere you lay your Heart." That struck a chord with my six year old soul and has been a lesser motto for my life. (Lesser meaning like on top ten list of personal mottos it might be an 8 or a 9) I think that more or less sums up how I feel about where I most feel at home. Only now my heart is not so content to be right where it is. It really wants to back where I can hop in my car and be in a new state in two hours. It wants to see my new niece more than maybe two or three times a year. Both it and I ache for autumn in New England.
But we also both whole heartedly agree that snow is an abomination that must not be suffered. So my mostly happy slightly melancholy fickle heart will make it's home here for just a little while longer. The Northwest has definitely got stuff. But is not where I grew up, I have no old favorite haunts here. So Home is here in me and I feel very homey there.

It's wet and chilly and I haven't ventured out today. I've been reading Steven Kings new book Under the Dome. I have to say it's pretty cool. Kinda like an Apocalypse contained in a Bell Jar that the rest of the world is watching like a twisted reality show. This is one of those good vs evil where people choose how they respond to a overwhelming crisis. I used to wish that if I ever was in a catastrophic disaster that I would be kind of person who stand up for the good side. I mean, know I'd be apart of the Rebel Alliance or a much prettier Hurley type character. I like to believe that about me. "But I've never been tested. I like to think that if I was I would pass. " It makes you think though, they make the point that this kind of stuff (stuff being ugly base torrid behavior stuff against other people) only happens in the big cities. Cause I guess they believe big cities hold the market on ugly behavior. Nope in this little small town, in the world of Steven King mind you, it's underbelly is just as dark and nasty as the best of them. So what it boils down to in my way of thinking is you either are the kind of person that is obsessed with being decent and choose to abide by the natural laws that govern us, or you are always looking for the quick and easy fix, compromising yourself till there's nothing left but what in Kings fictitious world is the True Heart of Darkness.
Anyway it's a really good story and I'm glad I got for Christmas.

Happy New year everybody!
My first official act in 2010 at 1:40 in the morning is to go to bed.
Hallelujah
Amen