.:reflections of twilight:.

Mom was in a little mood last night. Mostly depressed. I don't know what to do when she's like this. She started muttering about how we'll be stuck here in the apartment for so many years and that we'll never get fully settled in. I mean, I'm realistic and I know we might be here a little longer than mom probably expects us to be, but I doubt it's gonna be over ten years or anything like that. All I'm happy about is the fact that we have a roof over ours heads. As to the settling in, we've made a lot of progress over the month we've been here. Mom just tends to be impatient about these things. I think mom was just tired last night. But I hate it when she gets like this, because I feel as though I have to try and cheer her up and I don't always know what to do most of the time. It's a bit frustrating.

Tonight we have a little cookout with our Bible Study group. We've decided just to have monthly get togethers during the summertime since a lot of people will be busy and to give us a bit of a breather. It's also intended to try and invite more people to join our group. It sounds to be fun.

I went to the library yesterday because I wanted to try and find an article from about 12 years ago. Well, for one thing, the library didn't carry the magazine it was in and for another the furthest any of them went back was about 5 years (except for maybe National Geographic). I'm gonna see if I can find it online...

Trivia of the day: Victorian publications never dared show a bed in any of their advertisements. When illustrations of the bedroom were required, the bed itself was hidden by curtains. <--I doubt it was because of sleeping but rather the "other" activities that occur in bed...