How 'bout I punch you in the face?

And why not start with a picture of me in my wedding dress sitting on the can?! Exactly! Well, this week has, of course, been both mundane and crazy. Weird how that works. We used to always joke about the SVU time warp, where days seemed to drag on forever, but the weeks some how just flew past. It's not just the SVU time warp-it's the time warp of life. Everything just flies by, though the moment to moment time seems like they've added an extra 60 seconds to each minute. It could just seem that way because I spend the majority of those minutes putting books back on the shelf, and taking foreign objects out of Layla's mouth. And remember when I decided to blog and make taco meat at the same time, and then forgot I was making taco meat until the house started smelling weird. I sure do. Our quote for today is this one:
"As if you could kill time without injuring eternity". Henry David Thoreau. Why would we want to kill time? Why not use it, or enjoy it? Why are we always killing it, waiting for the next best moment to come along? Eternity is the ever present now, and if we're always trying to kill that time, hoping the next minute is a better sixty seconds than the last, aren't we really just saying that our Eternity isn't good enough? And now, I'm off to spend 60 seconds making Layla a bottle-it's not a sucky sixty seconds-right now, she's my Eternity.