I miss my dad.  I didn't realize it until today.  I normally call home once or twice a week, and he and my mom have been celebrating their 25th anniversary where they'd originally honeymooned.  They've been 'out West,' in the Grand Tetons and visiting my mom's sister and her family.  They were only gone one week, but there have been times I've wanted to call, but knew they weren't home (don't have cell phones) and when I e-mailed my dad this morning, and saw that he'd done the same at the same time, I teared up.  There's something special to me of two people thinking about each other at the same time.  It doesn't matter if they're calling each other, e-mailing, writing or just thinking.  It's such a nice connection.

Never before have mine eyes beheld such a wonderous feast as that unadorned finger...
- inspired by Sense and Sensibility
I'm being silly.  My mind is filled with the writing style, etc. of Jane Austen, who also wrote Pride and Prejudice.  I very much enjoy the book, and all the drama it entails.  I'll finish it today.  It is sad, though- the sister that I relate with more seems to be getting a raw deal.  I can see how the guy she was crazy about isn't good for her, and how it's clear that she's better without him, but I can also feel her pain.  I was cheering for her sister to get together with a certain guy, but she didn't.  I'm not sure about my opinion on persistent men- after finishing the book and pondering a bit more, I'll share.  Currently: it doesn't seem fair, and it also seems creepy that some guys just don't give up, but then (at least in books) there's some kind of revelation and he ends up getting the girl (but was it worth it?). 

There must be a reason why I haven't heard much from my guy friends.  Don't know what that is, and it's somewhat sad, but it's better than having emotional ties where there should be none.  It's so hard not to take things personally, though.

Jazz was wonderful again.  I still don't know what exactly it is, but I felt like a much deeper part of me was touched unlike normal.
I'm almost completely better.  I've got a bit of a headcold going on, but I think even by the end of the day, I'll be as ready/right as rain or good as new or prickly as a porcupine.