it’s 9:20 pm.  i’m freshly showered and am wearing my pink striped pajamas.  i feel the same way i used to when i was eight, was bathed the night before church, and was allowed to go and watch tv for a bit before bed.  i’m not sure how often i actually did that, but somehow the few times were special enough that whenever i shower in the evening i remember that wonderful feeling.

i guess you could say i’m being anti-social.  almost everyone is out of the building and i sit here.  this is the third time in the last week and a half that this has happened and it’s almost been surprising to me, the sanguine who usually does anything to be with people.  i know, it’s terrible.

i didn’t used to like pineapple.  it has recently turned into my favorite food and today, after only eating toast (at two different times) and a piece of banana cream pie, i’m craving this favorite of mine dreadfully.  i’m afraid that if i possessed the ability of such a feat, i would quick like a bunny go to the grocery store down the road, purchase the said fruit, and eat the whole entire thing.  i then would be quite content.

The Nehemiah Project had a concert last night that wasn’t here at Bodenseehof.  pictures, fun pictures, were taken and are here.