Monday, Monday

I had a good weekend, and I might tell you about it later. Right now, my mind is filled with wonder, melancholy and longing.

I saw the Ringling Brothers train this morning on my way to the Credit Union.  It was parked on a stretch of track that is not used often.  The little lights outside every door were on, and I kept catching glimpses of it between houses, then as I pulled out of the parking lot at the CU, and OH!

I can't even begin to tell you how it makes me feel. Every time I see it! The urge to run up to it and just touch it is overwhelming - it's all I can do to keep away. I want to see inside. I want to talk to the people who live on it, to see where they keep the animals, to take a tour of the entire stretch. The combination of my fascination with trains, my longing to travel, my fan-girlie behavior over anyone in public life, it all rushes in at once and fills me until I'm fairly bursting with want. WANT WANT WANT!!

I ended up behind Brent at the McDonalds drive through and had to answer "Eh" to his question of "Are you o.k. this morning?"  He doesn't like the answer "Eh".  Makes him worry that he's done something wrong.  

He hasn't done anything wrong.  Everything in my life is "Eh". 

Except one thing.





I saw the Ringling Brothers train this morning.

Yegads!

I have a new hate for LiveJournal.  I'm getting FAT ads, although they have NOTHING to do with the type of advertisement in which I indicated an interest. 

I upgraded to plus so I could get my scrap book back.  I might upgrade to paid again in a few weeks, depending on how my budget looks.  Otherwise I am fine with the current status quo here.