Nothing really.

I am currently reading Anne Tyler's Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant.

It is nice to read things that are actually extremely satisfying.

Considering that reading things like, say, Facebook are not usually... so satisfying.

It bothers me that I can feel so content with my life one moment, and then go and read about other peoples' lives and then start doubting myself all over again.

Things like this should be avoided.

And that is all.

I am like an eggplant.

From a recent report on a Zupa's employee training meeting:

Manager: So, what is the most important part of any uniform??
Krissy: Um....a....hair...net?
Manager: [aghast] No! A smile.

After telling me he'd give me a "play by play" of his next day's activities during nightly planning (when I go around insisting they can add more detail):

Elder F: And so, then, I'll go to breakfast you see. I know, I should plan that too. I'm thinking...probably an apple, a banana, and maybe some AJ. But that is tentative at this point.

While considering what to say in her job interview:

Krissy: So I just want them to know that all of these things are really important to me! I mean, good health is so important to...
Me: Staying alive.

Also this week I realized that I am like an eggplant. This is something that is difficult to describe--a fact which I learned when trying to explain to my roommate exactly why I am, in fact, like an eggplant. Just trust me on this.

Yes, this has been a random post. I do have a lot going on in my little mind...things like:

Concerns for the future
Worries for Haiti...and Chile...and on and on
Stress for my dear missionaries and trying to figure out what more to offer them..and wondering for how long I intend to teach there
My floundering efforts to write a huge literature review for a conference presentation in a few weeks
The dawning reality that I am in some way, shape, or form un-date-able (or so it seems)
The dawning reality that maybe I'm just choosing to be un-date-able, which is also stressful
Trying to somehow be a good sister and somewhat of an aunt from the other side of the country
And other things

but none of it seems like the type of thing I can put on a...blog for Pete's sake.

So, let's just be content knowing about my current realization that I am like an eggplant.

And that is all.