Sunday.

This afternoon I hauled myself out of bed and went straight for the shower. Amazing how the water revives me. The moment I put my head under the streaming water, I feel myself again. I am who I will be all day.

My intention was to have begun my day around 10:30, 1:17pm was as early as I could manage. I feel no guilt as I left work at 3am - 9 hours of sleep isn't too much. The plan was to head to Grapevine to go to Blue Moon. My first weekend here I went to historic downtown Grapevine with my friend/colleague B. This shop, Blue Moon, kept us occupied for almost an hour. I knew I could find the gifts I was looking for - something shiny for my mom and Aunt J. Found it.

The shopkeeper recognized me from my first visit there. I couldn't stay and chat with her like last time. The smell of the store was overwhelming - a vanilla-esque candle. It smelled like an overheated candy shop. An odd smell for a store that sells artwork and handicrafts. I made it through my purchases and dashed out onto the sidewalk before the asthma decided to punish me for subjecting my nose and lungs to that oppressive scent.

On the way back, I stopped at Joann for a pair of scissors and to indulge the craftwhore in me. I am currently in the middle of magnet making. The flattened-glass-bead-magnifying-a-picture kind of magnet. The pictures are taken from stamps. One thing my job does provide is an endless supply of postmarked stamps.

After my outing, I had my lunch/dinner at one of the tables in the hotel courtyard. It was cool and breezy today. I finally had to come in because I needed a sweatshirt! May, in Texas and I was cold. I thought I might watch t.v., but decided I needed to see a movie. I've not been to a movie theater in many moons. Akeelah and the Bee. Fabulous. Only one scene where the cheese factor was neauseating. One out of so many potentially neauseating scenes. And Laurence Fishburne - I would pay to listen to him read the back of a Clorox bottle.

I'm going to bed now.