i’m a morning person. always have been. lately i’ve been going to bed at an hour that’s just embarrassing- multiple people have been scolded or just plain yelled at for calling after 10, which is the absolute cutoff, but the record so far is 9:16- but that doesn’t bother me so much. i like sleeping and if i wake up too late my whole day is off. early rising is beautiful on weekend mornings, because i can dick around for hours and still be ahead of the game.
fun fact: those are the windows that take up most of the back wall of my room*. i’m a huge fan of natural light, and the only people that would possibly look in are not people at all but the horses, bulls, and buffalo that have lived in the field behind my house, so i never bought shades. sadly, the trees that keep everything cool and shady also mean that not a lot of light actually gets into the house, but in a happy accident, it turns out that the trajectory of the rising sun juxtaposes with the placement of my bed in such a way that it provides probably the nicest alarm clock i could think of. it’s a pleasant thing to see first thing in the morning- and after living here for a year and a half, i can approximate the time pretty nicely based on where the sun is in the sky. i took that picture a year ago, but i’m gonna say that’s that good 7:45-8:00 sun. delicious.
now.. shall i shop? clean? work on my distance ed certification? do absolutely nothing, which i am so very very good at doing? the saturday morning world is my oyster. (you know.. i’ve never actually eaten an oyster. are oysters good?)
*outside of that window is a good ten-foot drop, which is to say, it would be quite a feat for anybody to come in through the window. not to mention that i live next to a convent in a small town. so the bars on the window? all i can say is, rich people. i’ll have to post a picture of my front door. it’s ludicrous.
11 November, 2007 at 4:42 pm
i’m a morning person, but i don’t like light seeping into my bedroom at all. i have very dark curtains (dark blue) and blinds up, and sometimes i still wish for darkness. now, in my living room, totally different story; as soon as i wake up, and make up my bed, i come into the living room to open up the blinds to let a little sunshine in…
i go to bed around 10:00 or 10:30 pm during the weekdays, the weekends, the hours are totally different. yet, i still wake up before 10:00 am on the weekends no matter how late i fall asleep. and, oysters are divinely delicious…
11 November, 2007 at 6:44 pm
Comfort post no. 2
Oysters are OK. I think a long time ago someone figured out that they were edible and somewhat rare, concocted a story about sex drive, got the French involved and now you have the timeless obsession with oysters. I had some tempura oysters once (two, to be exact) and they tasted more than ok, but that might say more about my joy of foods in tempura batter than the quality of the oyster.
As a result, I tend to like to think of the world as my tempura covered treat. What’s inside doesn’t always wash down the way I’d like, but the tempura always makes it that little bit more compatible.
Speaking of English (I just had to say that because my friend used that segue in the weekend) actually, I meant, speaking of food, my friend and I made lunch and a three course meal for our ladies on Saturday, matching wines. Lots of fun, but damn if we weren’t all tuckered out by 10:30. Cooking from 12:30 – 8:30 can really take it out of a guy. sheesh.
24 November, 2007 at 7:03 pm
I’ve tried oysters once, with a lot of lemon and some chile. I didn’t like them.
I’m so not a morning person. I slept in my sister’s room at home. The window faces south, but the morning sunlight streams in through the top of the window (a half-circle arc) and her light colored curtains. I couldn’t sleep too long, and that bugged me.