Apparently, I’ve stopped blogging. You may have noticed. Maybe not.
School takes part of the blame for my online absence. Unlimited mobile to mobile minutes on my cellphone might be the culprit. I have a habit of calling Rachel instead of blogging. Another suspect: My non-ergonomic keyboard. My 7 year old Microsoft Natural Keyboard Pro died a sad coffee induced death. The standard, flat dell keyboard brought back painful memories of carpal tunnel syndrome within about 36 hours. Ahhhh but now, now I’m comfortably typing on a brand new Microsoft Natural Ergonomic Keyboard 4000… The man dressed in brown brought it to my door a few minutes ago. It’s smooth and curvy… it’s hard to press the space key. I’m hoping I’ll get used to that. Soonerratherthanlater.

Goodness, with pointless posts like this, you won’t miss my blogging nearly as much.

Here’s what you’re still missing out on:

Shoulder to Shoulder
Labels
Sad on Ice
Three book reviews
Countless posts concerning friendship
Numerous whiny posts saying I miss my man
Love on my arm
and a music video or two.

Sorry bout that. I’ll catch up someday. Maybe when I retire.

Several hard days in a row ganged up on me. I didn’t see them coming. Must have been a sneak attack. There I was with my head in the clouds, so happy about what God is doing in my life, so thankful for good friends… then it hit me.

Sad. I am.

I miss my husband.

I’m worn out, I thought I could keep my spirits up despite my physical ailments. It worked for a while, but then I got tired. Tired and a little dizzy. My medicine seems to have stolen my appetite. I’m just not hungry like I used to be. If you know me, you know I’m ALWAYS hungry. Well, I’m hungry no more. My friends remind me to eat. People at church ask if I’ve been taking care of myself. Is it getting that bad?

Yesterday was especially hard. November 6th marked the two year anniversary of me closing the restaurant. Joel’s series about those days has caused me to think about them… they were hard. They hurt…

[Note: Feb 29, 2008. I just found this post in my drafts. I never finished writing it. I'll publish it anyway.]

Occasionally friends mention that they’re praying for me. If you are one of those friends, here’s a list of prayer requests for the day:

1. I. Am. Sick. - And I’m tired tired tired of that. I’ll spare you the list of maladies but… really just assume that everything hurts.
2. I have an exam today which I must get an A on.
3. I have tons of homework that needs done.
4. I miss my man.

Thanks!

My days are counted in milligrams. In Zantac and Zyrtec, ibuprofen and caffeine.

My weeks are counted in dishes. How many clean ones are left and how long has it been since I washed a load?

My semester is counted in pages. How many must I read, how many must I write. How many am I behind on?

My heart counts in days. One hundred and eighty-two since I last held my husband. Perhaps one hundred more until I see him again. Eighteen until Thanksgiving. Forty-eight until we go home for Christmas.

Counting blessings gets a little harder. I can’t count that high. In milligrams, pages, days or dishes.

Step One: Buy the 33Miles CD and rip it to your computer.

Step 2: Download this free alarm clock software.

Step 3: Set the alarm software to play Track 6 [Thank You] as your wake up song.

Read The Lyrics