28 DAYS PLUS VIDEO AND PICTURE
Saturday March 30, 2013 6:11 am, 5:45 pm
Although I guess the title for my blog
this morning is also the same as the name of a movie... that is not
what I am writing about today. In reality I have two time periods I
am thinking about. One is past (90 days) and the other is upcoming in
28 days. I have a nice trip and a short hike planned in late April:
28 days!
Of course, having begun December 31,
2012 today is also my 90th day being vegan. I have three observations this
morning. First: this time eating only vegan has been far easier than
the other times I have ever tried eating this way. Secondly, I had
only intended to try this for a 90 day period: however, at least to
this time I do plan to keep eating this way until ??? (I really do
not know how long as I am not setting any stopping point today.)
Thirdly.... my how time flies!!!!!!!
I leave for work in about 30 minutes as
I open... yayyyyyy and then I open tomorrow and am off for two
days after that. When I go back on Wednesday I work three mid shifts
and then I am off once again for the weekend. Deb leaves tomorrow for
Hilton Head and will be gone for eight days. Because I will also have
the complete care of the dogs this week I could not have asked for a
better work schedule as this will allow me to be able to keep them in
a similar routine as to what all of them are used to doing.
My video for the day I will add to this
blog after I get home from work. I hope all my cherished friend(s)
have a great day today and a fun weekend... and as always: be careful!
I thought I would also include a love poem this morning from George Etherege. He titled this work, Sylvia
Even after 8:00 in the morning...
I thought I would also include a love poem this morning from George Etherege. He titled this work, Sylvia
The Nymph that undoes me, is fair and
unkind;
No less than a wonder by Nature designed.
She's the grief of my heart, the joy of my eye ;
And the cause of a flame that never can die !
Her mouth, from whence wit still obligingly flows,
Has the beautiful blush, and the smell, of the rose.
Love and Destiny both attend on her will;
She wounds with a look; with a frown, she can kill!
The desperate Lover can hope no redress;
Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excess!
In Sylvia they meet; so unhappy am I!
Who sees her, must love; and who loves her, must die!
No less than a wonder by Nature designed.
She's the grief of my heart, the joy of my eye ;
And the cause of a flame that never can die !
Her mouth, from whence wit still obligingly flows,
Has the beautiful blush, and the smell, of the rose.
Love and Destiny both attend on her will;
She wounds with a look; with a frown, she can kill!
The desperate Lover can hope no redress;
Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excess!
In Sylvia they meet; so unhappy am I!
Who sees her, must love; and who loves her, must die!
(I will leave it up to you, my readers, to determine if this is a love poem or not? I actually believe it is and one that is well-written.)
Even after 8:00 in the morning...
posted by Robin Johnson @ 6:11 AM
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