Crazy...

(FIRST, if you haven't read my first blog for today, please read below!)

I scare myself sometimes. I put my most treasured rocks in their centerpiece tray and arranged them like the most delicate of flowers. I had to re-arrange and re-arrange until I "felt" that it was right...then I stood back...and exclaimed, "Ahhhh, that's it." Let's not mention that my house is in shambles with all the stuff that arrived today. But, #1 on my priority list is to arrange my rocks! haha

Then I did the most absurd thing. I looked over my shoulder and out the kitchen window to be sure nobody was "hovering". Like ANYONE is going to attempt to steal my rocks! Yah, right. But, I can't help it. I feel that peculiar, and yet familiar, sensation of protectiveness towards my collection of rocks. And these particular rocks are even more special, since I shipped them halfway across the world just so I could look at them!

Grrrr...nobody BETTER mess with them! No lingering looks, no hand grabs, no heavy breathing...NOTHING of the sort, around the rocks! haha It's a sickness, I know. hahaha

However, I know I SHARE this sickness with other rock fiends in the world. More specifically, those wonderful women and friends of mine in Arizona...which are posing in the middle of my beautiful centerpiece. Whenever I see those 'fabulous five' in the picture frame, I'm reminded my sanity, or lack thereof, is SHARED by, at least, them! Ha! That puts a big smile on my face! :)