I am unwritten, the pens in my hand

Today was a really amazing day. I'm so glad it started trully raining again, the washington kind that smells like winter with hunched grey clouds. I woke up late, worked out really hard, had tea, ate healthy food and chocolate, and read my incredibly good book. I also had some really good times with my family cleaning the house to the High School Musical soundtrack. It seems that really good times with family are few and far between, so this was awesome!

Then I went to prayer meeting with my sister and sang really loudly in the car. Then I talked to my friend Carolyn on the phone for an hour and attempted to roller blade around a very wet garage, which resulted in one very dramatic fall which Carolyn on the other end of the line didn't even notice. Bahaa! I felt like a ninja.

Now I have stayed up way too late thinking and writing and praying and copying out scriptures, and I'm thinking if I try to write any more my fingers will fall off, or perhaps more likely, I'll start talking nonsense. I want to have another day like today tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that off into infinity.

One last thing before I go: I have a new job at hollister. And I have a new really awesome Spanish program. And I am going to Costa Rica in April, unless God has other plans. I'm really excited.

Was that more than one? See, told you I'd start talking nonsense!