taking stock//02

making: dresses. lots and lots of dresses 

cooking: brownies (what i wish i was cooking)
drinking: dirty dirty dr. pepper
reading: five different books at one time
wanting: to maybe get a little bit tan this time round? please? maybe more freckles that make it look like i got a little tan?
looking: at the bottom of my dirty feet in the mirror. i love my dirty feet because they show summer and hard work and that i am living instead of standing still.  
playing: this
sewing: i repeat, dresses. lots and lots of dresses.
wishing: that it can just be september already. paris is all i can think about. paris paris paris paris paris 
enjoying: right now. and trying to be just like the boy in the book, the alchemist,"'when i'm eating, that's all i think about. if i'm on the march, i just concentrate on marching. if i have a fight, it will be just as good a day to die as any other. because i don't live in either my past or my future. i'm interested only in the present. if you can concentrate always on the present, you'll be a happy man. you'll see that there is life in the desert, that there are stars in the heavens, and that tribesmen fight because they are part of the human race. life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment we're living right now." 
liking: donuts (actually: loving. i love donuts.)
wondering: who invented donuts because i love them. 
loving: i would say donuts right here, but i'm going to stop being repetitive and say...marshmallows. i love marshmallows. 
marveling: at how almost every single mormon message makes me cry. what am i? a big baby? i guess that's what i get for making fun of my mother for crying all the time, i just sit in my bed and watch these and cry. 
needing: to shave my legs. i can't get away with shaving them once a month during the summer, and that's a bummer.
smelling: air? i mean. i don't know what the air smells like. it just doesn't smell i think....
following: the yellow brick road. just kidding i hate that movie.
noticing: the treasures that are hidden among the presumed clutter of this house that i live in. there are rembrandts in here. rembrandt!
knowing: i can make it the next three months before france
thinking: i have way too many baby hairs and they're just out of control
bookmarking: cute pictures of cats and cute pictures of babies. i like what i like, and there's nothing we can do about it. 
opening: every wedding announcement we get in the mail. there's seriously three weddings every week around here 
feeling: ...is there an emotion for donuts?