Sometimes

a friend is adopting a baby, so I am giddy in the morning.

 I drink too many cups of coffee because it's cold, so I disrupt the natural order of my belly.

 I wait impatiently on the Lord.

I remember that isn't actually the way that saying is supposed to go.

the fire place makes me think of Christmas.

my phone erupts with good conversation from friends I have never met with my face.

I wait too long to go to the bathroom, and for a minute or two, I know exactly where Bob Wiley is coming from.

 an entire day seems too long to wait for news. Any news.

I remember Miracle Max and his very wise words, "You rush a miracle, you get rotten miracles."

my belly thinks we are a hobbit and wants to eat two of each meal, plus tea. Only by tea I mean coffee.

 I wish Veteran's Day was every day.

I don't want to go back to work.

I want to hole up with my husband and kids and work on Christmas decorations and cook together and watch movies and snuggle.

 I can't always get what I want.