mondays are my favorite.

Quote love: "We don't need to have just one favorite. We keep adding favorites. Our favorite book is always the book that speaks most directly to us at a particular stage in our lives. And our lives change. We have other favorites that give us what we most need at that particular time. But we never lose the old favorites. They're always with us. We just sort of accumulate them." 

 

Specifically this Monday, which, even with a rocky start, ended up being abnormally restful and enjoyable. I'm still on Easter break; classes at Taylor started tonight but I won't be back until Wednesday. No Taylor= no early start= happy Katie.

I know it's cliche and whatnot to talk about the weather, but I like it. I like weather, I like hearing what it's like for you. The blogging community is so spread out across the world that even though it's pouring rain at different intervals throughout my day, it may be desert or winter for you. The weather today: rainy, rainy, rainy. As it usually happens on Mondays, this calls for extended lessons of Dutch, a Beatles/Coldplay radio, and endless cups of tea. As soon as the rain goes away I'll have pictures of something other than drops of rain on flowers. My room gets terrible light even during the summer, and even though the rain saturated the greens and greys outside, it doesn't brighten up my room at all. Because of that, all the interesting pictures I could take of my books, my two unfilled Eiffel Tower journals, my new bracelets, and the letter I got, I can't take because of silly low light. As soon as it's sunny...

Our travel plans for France are coming together neatly. We'll be spending a week in England, flying into London. I'm hoping to convince my parents that a few hours in London are absolutely necessary. I've been to London before, but this time Libby lives only an hour away and I'll never be that close to meeting her again. And her parents think it's a brilliant idea...or something along those lines. After England, we should be heading to over to France. Maybe there'll be a little one-day-holiday in Paris at some point during the summer. No matter what those five weeks end up looking like, it should turn out to be nothing short of an adventure.

My weekend was ordinary, except for Sunday, which included church services in the morning, lunch afterward, and Settlers of Catan during the afternoon. Read that sentence as: Everyone else played Settlers of Catan, and I skipped out and read a book. I'm averaging one book a day since Friday afternoon, and I'm not about to let that stop. :)

Tomorrow should include another blog post, (I'm pushing two hundred posts, and it's a little alarming how long it's taken me to get here since one hundred. Things to do: post more often) bike around the block, (2.5 miles; we're from the country) and knock out this section of Dutch. And speaking of Dutch, my current favorite Dutch words are the ones that begin with kn, as in knie (translated as knee. Not that hard to figure out ;). You pronounce both the k and the n, and it makes for a much more enjoyable speaking experience.

How was your Easter weekend, whether or not you celebrated?