Some wild rice

It's 9:00 p.m. and I am thinking about going to bed. So I thought I would take this rare occasion to capture the current state of mind of the Lizinator (thanks Becca). Because considering it's 9:00 p.m. on a nice summer night, there has to be something weird going on inside of me. I will investigate this with you.

Today I felt like a mom. I wanted exercise + to be outside = let's go for a walk. By myself. This part is fine. But at a glance I think my new haircut can look like a mom in her thirties...the short flippy-ish hair. And I didn't have an iPod to look like I was on a serious venture for burnt calories. I just went on a casual spin. But I don't like my neighborhood. Do you know how many teenagers drove by me? It reminded me of high school and I suddenly realized that I was pissed, not enjoying my rejuvenating movement. I thought, "Oh my goodness, these kids I graduated with are going to think I am an overweight drop-out walking around the neighborhood while they speed off with their evening plans." While on my walk, I also reminded myself of the fact that I do not want to be old. Or overweight. Neither one of those look good on women. But by the mothers I saw on my walk, it's the way things fall into place? Figuratively speaking of course.

I then came home and sat on the couch with my parents. They read the paper. I read a book. Please stop being jealous of my rambunctious party life.

So my new favorite food is the sweet potato.

I read 90 pages in a book today. Tim Keel's Intuitive Leadership. I never read books. But I think the book caught me in a contemplative, receptive, studious mindset. Lucky thing.

God's been really good to me lately. I had the chance of being diagnosed with sickness, but God spared me. I am taking this second chance at health to conquer and rock at it. And in the midst of some crappy circumstances, I have been in tune with God more clearly than ever before. I guess you could say I am pretty sold out on the guy.

Here's to an early night.