The Simple Daybook of a Stepford Wife

For August 17th, 2008

Outside my Window
It's night time, about 9:30. The air is balmy and stagnant, with only a very occasional breeze to tussle the heavy air. The crickets outside are madly humming, and their song is occasionally punctuated by the banjo-like twang of a pair of frogs in our pond. The night is dark, the full moon conspicuously absent, leaving behind an inky darkness that is almost unsettling. The only beacon of light comes from my living room window, which spills across our yard, and by the occasional twittering light of a firefly.

I am Thinking
I'm trying to figure out what's going on with my body. I feel unwell, but not sick. I'm exhausted, but not tired. I think the anticipation of having the week off with Mr. Stepford, paired with an anxious curiosity about where I am in my cycle is making for an uneasy stomach and an uneasy mind.

I am Thankful For
My upcoming vacation, and that I'm able to have it off with my husband. Today, I'm also particularly thankful for the friendships I have, and those who love me. I sometimes feel that I take those I love outside of my marital unit for granted, and do not do near enough to show them how much they truly mean to me.

From the Kitchen
The smell of tonight's dinner still lingers in the air... Steak and Italian bread, grilled just outside of our kitchen window. The smell is hard to describe, only to say that if one were to bottle the smell of summer cuisine, this would be it.

I am Wearing
I'm settling in for the night, so I'm wearing grey exercise pants with a white and black stripe down the side, and my blue and green "Rainforest Cafe" shirt.

I am Reading
Right now, I'm reading nothing besides the news and blogs on the Internet.

I am Hoping
I'm hoping and praying that after yesterday's positive ovulation test, my body is back into the swing of things, and that we'll be able to have higher hopes about our chances of finally having a baby.

I am Hearing
The sound of a box fan purring in the window, and the sounds of the crickets and frogs outside the window. When I started the entry, aside from the crickets and the frogs, the air was still and quiet, but now the wind is picking up and I think I hear the low, distant growl of thunder from an approaching storm.

Around the House
The dog, alerted to the possibility of an impending storm, has posted himself by our open window, scanning the darkness for the first cracks of lightning. Mr. Stepford is on the floor, trying to coax our dog back into playing with him. But that our dog's preoccupation with alerting us to the weather has completely removed his desire for fun and games, and his mind is turned to the more serious issue at hand. An issue so serious that our dog seems to have forgotten that he's got a towel tied around his neck like a cape... Something Mr. Stepford did for reasons unknown. The seriousness of our dog trying to protect his pack and staring intently out into the darkness for the first sign of danger, paired with the absurdity of a dog wearing a towel cape makes for an interesting contrast.

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week
I plan on doing nothing. Hopefully at some point we'll go camping, and hopefully I will catch up with friends and play some Wii online with them. Other than that, my week is blessedly free of plans...

Picture of the Day

Rain-covered Hostas in full bloom in the foreground, and our small little pond, with goldfish, in the background.

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