Reflecting and Deflecting

The weekend was super busy! We had Tay on Friday, Saturday we celebrated V Day with heart shaped biscuits and sausages for T, then headed to the wedding at T's Dad's (it was T's step brother whom I have never met) and then Sunday we helped Amber move out of her apartment into a really cute place that is now all HER'S!

The wedding was very pretty even with it being set in T's Dad's home. Linda (T's step mom) did an incredible job with the decorating and especially the food! We picked up the cake on the way to their house in an effort to help out. I don't know exactly what we were thinking the cake would look like but it turned out to be a 3 tier cake. Each tier was placed in it's own box. We sat the three boxes in the backseat (after raking all the junk that was in the seat into the floor board). One box ended up being placed (by necessity of space) right under the elbow of a sleeping five year old!

All went well even with the sliding of the layers everytime we came to a stop. We even survived Tatum groggily waking up - no elbow marks in the icing. When we arrived at the house, I took one trip from the car to the house per tier. The bride was very..ummm...I guess, bossy when it came to the cake. Not sure if she thought I was with the cake company or what. No, I think she is just bossy. She looked kinda....ummm....biatchy all night. That may be exactly why Josh, the groom, cried uncontrollably throughout the ceremony. I would be too if I were him.

So, reflection on my day today.

When I was getting on the ramp from Marana to I-10 today, I noticed a common site on the freeway ramps. A sign that says "Do not stop. Inmates working." Interesting. Who would just stop anyway? Or do they mean "don't run out of gas, inmates working?" Regardless, it made me think. Do you think those guys appreciate the fact that they are able to leave the concrete walls of prison to enjoy the natural daylight? Even if it is hard work? Or do you think they don't even take a moment to treasure that time? I bet they have to earn that time by being on their best behavior in their steel home. If that's the case, I am sure they appreciate that time of fresh air.

I know I would. If I were to be locked in a prison for some indefinite amount of time, I would do whatever it took to be on that program. I would need that time to enjoy the outdoors. One of the most comforting things for me is just sitting on the couch and gazing out the windows. Or sitting outside and feeling the breeze in my face. Or hearing nature. I think that would be the biggest punishment for me if I were in prison - the lack of nature and the outdoors. Well, that along with the nasty bologna sandwiches and the scary "girlfriends." I just hope those guys know how nice it is to be able to have that time out in the fresh air - mixed with the exhaust from the freeway.

My other reflection of the day is that there are a lot of toilets in public spaces that still do not carry the disposable seat covers which makes them squatters in my book. Squatters are any toilet that is just too nasty (or too unknown) to sit on. I have become more and more of a seat cover girl and, if there aren't seat covers offered, that toilet is designated a squatter. I ran into this four times today. Actually everywhere I peed today had squatters. Especially at the Circle K where I stopped to get gas. I had to pee so bad so I went in. There was only one restroom that doubled as a mans/womans. The man that left before me set the tone for what was to come. A squatter toilet indeed!

Other than that, not a whole lot going on. I am in the process of growing herbs for my garden indoors (legal herbs). Tomorrow I am planning on planting my veggie seeds. I need to plant my onion bulbs too. So tomorrow will be indoor gardening and gym (in reverse order). I am looking forward to getting my garden built. How will this brown thumb do in a green world??

To be continued...