Moon In the Seventh House

You do remember the song, don't you? I set the alarm for 2am and we climbed back into bed in an hour. If you're looking for high-quality, amazing photography, this isn't it. Just a couple of fruitcakes who should have been asleep but wanted to experience something bigger than they were. I kept thinking how quiet it was out, and how the lining of up the hot sun, wild and wacky earth, and Mr. Moon is just an incredible experience. And I remembered the early Apollo missions and how there have actually been people on the moon. As a child, I'd stare and stare -- just knowing that I could see the people walking around their space capsule on the moon. Is it so wrong to dream and imagine?

I can't say enough about the plethora (that's a big word for me, kids) of good will, encouraging emails, and uplifting comments you all have sent me regarding my "Answer in the Sky Post." What's really drawn this whole mess together is the way that you've opened your hearts and minds -- and drawn upon your own experience and pain -- to bring me some good advice. It's also interesting to me that we exist in this blogosphere world, day in and day out, and don't know half of what we could about out fellow bloggers. The internet can be funny that way. And when one of us is suddenly down, the Blogosphere Emergency Services arrive bringing help, advice, and virtual hugs. Your stories are something else. And I know full well it's all about going through an experience, not around. But a girl can have a down day (or six) once in a while, right? To you all, I owe my happiness and thanks. I've actually saved all of the emails and comments and am wondering how I can wrestle them all into a future anonymous post.

Today is a day for the beach (yes, THIS beach or THAT beach). Time to clear my head again. Plus, I usually stop at Burgerville for lunch on the way, so that's not bad incentive either (spicy black bean gardenburger combo with hot fries and Diet Coke....no mayo, only onions, lettuce, pickles, tomato). And, of course, they have the Walla Walla onion rings in season right now. Along with delicious, creamy milkshakes if one should so desire to clog up their arteries (which I do occasionally).

I don't even want to tell you that I've spotted a couple of trees in my neighborhood that have funny colors on them already....a crimson shade of red, bright lemony yellow. Ah oh, I'm afraid it's nearly that time of year again. And, no, the camping isn't going to get done this year again.

And, I can't close withtout laughing and giggling at fellow Idahoan Republican Senator Larry Craig whose politics I've been familiar with for many years. Apparently, his staunch stance on "one man, one woman" actually means "several men, a cop, and one woman." Another of the wide variety of hypocrites whose actions speak louder than their words.