I was supposed to go running this morning but unfortunately the person I was to go running with didn't feel well so I got to sleep in "un poco" today. Which, is a good thing because I slept through my alarm once again, AND my father waking me up when he left, to which I vaguely remember happening. And since I almost had a heart attack, AGAIN, when I woke up and realized that she was probably waiting outside for me, but to find that she was sick was a blessing to my while a pain to her. I was finally awakened by my sister coming in and chatting with me for a few minutes and than I immediately fell back asleep to be awakened only 15 minutes later by the lovely Amy, who my sister has been babysitting this past week. She came bearing me my breakfast in bed (the reason why she is so lovely [: ), a mango/strawberry smoothie which practically made my day. Anyway we were off to the Art Museum today and I hadn't been since an elementary school field trip so I was pretty excited.
For lunch we had a wonderful picnic in front of the Lily House with a lovely view of the fountain. Its fun to imagine people strolling around the gardens a long time ago, arriving to the house in their horse and carriage. And to picture children running and playing and making memories right where I sat. What if I had been one of them? Is one of the many questions that ran through my head.
Since I had been to the museum a long time ago and was of an age where I didn't retain much information about the things I didn't really care about, (A.K.A. art but things have changed for me since then), I didn't remember much. I did remember one certain artwork, the famous hole in the wall "painting," and it was still there, much to my excitement. We spent the afternoon strolled around reading and staring at the artwork. Again, its also fun to think about what if I was the girl painted in the picture or what if I lived back when Monet was alive and passed him on the street one day? How different my life would be? My thoughts, my actions, me in general? I also like to put myself in the mindset of the artist. What was he thinking when he painted this, was he mad, angry, confused, happy, sad, concerned? My favorites were the nature scenes but I especially love T.C. Steele, an artist from our very own state of Indiana! But all time favorite artist would have to be Norman Rockwell, such an amazing artist!
When we were done we went back to our house so we could pick up a few things before we went over to the house my sister was house sitting where a pool sat awaiting to be played in by Amy. Due to some unfortunate pieces of string in my leg I was unable to enjoy the water, but had to sit in the smoldering heat for a few hours and sweat off my entire body weight, yes I know its gross but it was even worse because I had to endure it.
The highlight of my day was when I came home and my neighbor called me and told me she found our kittens! We haven't had kittens in a very long time and I really missed having them. But their mother hadn't even glanced at them since we moved them over to our house so I was wondering if she was going to take care of them anymore. I spent some time out there with them so they would get used to humans and like me when they grew up. It also makes it easier to get rid of them because no one wants a cat who doesn't like people. (;
The rest of my day was spent relaxing and pretty much doing nothing which is perfectly alright with me because I'm really tired. And that feeling will not go away for a very long time because I have overbooked my life. I envy my parents who had carefree summers and hardly no homework during the school year. But those days are long gone and am looking forward to the day I retire and travel the rest of my life away. Where has the fun all gone? Who knows, but it will be a long time before it comes back.
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