counting my blessings, instead of counting calories.

not as if i usually count my calories, or even necessarily watch what i eat - but i thought that phrase was special, so why not pass it on (and work on being grateful, too).

so...life seems to get busier and busier, and it's beginning to feel a lot like summer - which (considering those two combined) doesn't make much sense, but here are just a few items of business:

1. has anyone read the book thief by markus zusak? i just started it the other day and love it. (thanks for the recommendation elin!) -- any other summer book suggestions?

2. yesterday the radio was psychic and knew exactly what i needed to hear as i made the long unbearable drive down university parkway, managing to hit all 127 red lights in .5 miles (this is usual). i usually prefer one of my cd's (i haven't hopped on the ipod wagon yet - emphasis on yet) but the radio just knew exactly what i liked for once: john mayer, justin bieber, no rocket summer - but that's only because the rocket summer isn't on the radio (yet).

3. but speaking of the rocket summer...
before "kelsie" was the name of choice - i was going to be a "summer." since this news was revealed, i have been convinced that i'd name one of my own daughters summer. and i will.
and just the other day i found out that my friend kylie wants to name her daughter rocket. which means... our children together will be named: rocket summer. in my world, i'd call that fate, but i still don't have any real evidence to support that theory, but maybe one day i will.

that's all for now.

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