JUST ANOTHER MANIC MONDAY, (which is very much less than manic)

Well, it will just have to be that my entries are not extremely interesting for the next stretch of time.

Went to sleep at 11PM last night, woke up at noon today. Marvel at my powers of sleep, mortals ;)

Grandpa Garvin, ever the workaholic even at age 80+, was out on the tractor mowing things. He likes to do that. It's a big blue tractor which frequently breaks down. He came in for awhile to talk about the weather, which is usually the topic we most easily converse together. He's a traveller, so we ended up talking about Europe and Malaysia and Hawaii. I respect the guy, still looking for places to see even thought it makes mom worry like never before.

In my own life, I drank some coffee upon waking and washed both bathroom and kitchen floors, in an attempt to keep busy and at the same time be useful. Since Don, now home from school and with little to do, has dominated the computer. . . I have to find other outlets of entertainment.

So, here we'll get slightly deep (not to be confused with Depp) for a moment. A time for me to just put an idea out there even though it might be a stupid one:

I think there should be a rule that you should be old enough to drink at your own wedding. This is not to say people should not be engaged before that age of 21, or even considering marriage before then. I know some wonderful people who are doing just that, and I don't see anything wrong with it. I just think there's no rush when it comes to marriage, at our age, and it would be nice to have a little landmark time when we shouldn't need to worry about it beforehand. I could make alot of reference to the fact we're not true legal adults till 21, but I don't feel like it. Being at home makes me even more laidback. . . which is a dangerous thing to be sure.

Everybody have fun tonight!!
-Amber-