7 hours ago
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Ok, so maybe not real or total bliss or anything, but it was a pretty nice experience. Sunday afternoon, all of the girls, including my better half, were taking naps. I slip outside to the front porch with a glass of tea, sit in the rocking chair, and read a little Christopher Stasheff. I'm re-reading some of his 'Warlock' series, and it was just a perfect afternoon to do some of that outside. Mid- 70's in temperature, low humidity, all the girls asleep, the dogs and cats napping as well, the only sound other than the gentle breeze blowing through the trees was a pair of mourning doves serenading each other a few trees over from the porch. It was.....blissful.
Of course, my other experience of bliss happened on Friday. A co-worker and I slipped the chains of bureaucracy, and spent our lunch hour at the local indoor shooting range. We only brought our duty weapons along, as this was not a planned outing, but spur of the moment, but a nice hamburger plate at the local diner, and 50 rounds center mass with the lingering smell of gunpowder and Hoppes No. 9 to carry you through the rest of the day, also makes for a blissful feeling.
Hope you're having some enjoyable times yourself out there. I need to get back to earning a paycheck...