on sunday night, i had canned peaches for dinner.
the last two days, I have had mint chocolate and cheeze-its for lunch.
sometimes I mix in a salad.
sometimes I don’t.
1. policemen beating women in prison
2. rachel ray making ‘the worlds best hamburger’
3. the woman living with 196 cats
brian and i had french fries with dinner on jan 1.
we also had yummy ketchup as a side!
oh and for dessert i had a couple of reese’s mini-cups. because the ‘no candy from nov 1st- dec 31st’ was also up on new year’s.
welcome to 2008!
but the blog world is great. i learned how to make my whole blog private, and how to make individual posts private.
welcome to the new private public version of myself.
im on here to remind myself that i am alive. i know that when i look back on this blog in years to come, i will wonder what i was doing during all the huge blocks of days when i didnt post, and ill wonder where i was and what i was doing. it just so happens that when i have nothing going on, and lots of free time, i post all the time, however, when there is loads and loads going on, i dont even have one second during the day to get on here. really, during the busy crazy times i should be posting.
pretty much everything is different than that last time i updated this to refelct life at the current moment. i have a new job, a new place to live, in a new city, and a new boyfriend. things are just really different. all at once. but things are fantastic. i feed off of energy and pressure to complete as many things possible in as little amount of time possible. right now, im in the height of that. ive been working evtra hours each day and still have loads left to do the moment I walk in each morning. i have 7 new staff members, all of whom im am learning more and more about. oh, and i have a new boss. with whom i work closely.
im working in pasadena and ontario. about an hour commute between the two, during which i am usually on the phone the whole way, working.
gina, one of my very best friends, got married in italy last month. my parents celebrated their 30th wedding anniversary last month. my brothers wife had baby landon last month. grandma turned 76 last month. brian and i decided to be a couple last month. i spent a week in italy last month.
on the flip side of everything being just as i want it, because we all know i like my life to be intense, i find it amazing that god’s love for me endures. his mercy is new every morning. he knows exactly where i am in every aspect of my life. he knows the timeline. he knows my choices and my indecisiveness. he knows my heart. its so easy to live life knowing this. through faith in him who is able to do above all that i can think or ask. his love is amazing to me. and i am so thankful for him and for knowing him. and for the security i know in him.
whats more….im so thankful to experience him in my new relationship with brian. i love brians heart for the creator. i love his willingness to learn and to ask. i love that hs is open for god to talk to him through so many different things and people. i love that brian has been able to see god work in so many things in his life and in mine through the last four months. its a real testament that his word is true, as he assures us that those who seel him will find him. i love that me and my parents and shannon and caroline and jeff have all been used as channels for brian’s seeking.
“thank you god for your love. thank you for your son. thank you for the peace and joy that i live in each day because you are my savior and my friend. help me to love more and forgive easily. you are all that i need. thank you for placing people in my life whom i can love and who love me. i love you.”
i think walmart is a weird place to stand outside of and give away kittens for free.
dogs too.
last wednesday, at the rock gym, i jumped from about 7 feet up the wall, to the big huge cushion below. i landed on my feet. actually, i landed on one foot, and one displaced ankle. it soon popped right back into place. then i laid back and passed out for about 30 seconds. i saw black, then screaming trains, dark faces, and bright colors. all to the tune of techno music.
i hobbled around for the next 4 days icing it with anything frozen and in a bag and popping asprin. ankle pieces held together by an ace bandage. then on saturday at my moms suprise birthday party, i spent the majority of my conversations talking about my ankle and trying to talk everyone into understanding that the ankle was just sprained or twisted, and that going to the dr to get it checked out would just be a waste of my time and 75$ because they really can so nothing for a sprained or twisted ankle. i knew the answer would be “ice it, keep it elevated, and take some pain medication.”
feeling like i needed to get some reassurance in order to make everyone else feel that indeed, i would be ok, i packed my stuff up and headed for the hospital. the emergency room to be exact. it was a sunday so that was really the only option. but first, i stopped by the gym to get in a 2 hr work-out. hey, if the thing did end up in a cast, i wanted to at least have swam as many laps as i could get in while dragging the leg behind me.
i checked in with the lady in the front and there really weren’t that many people there. when i told the lady “its black and blue and really swllen. i wouldnt have come in, but the bruising is getting worse and now my toes are turning purple.” well, when i told her that, the lady WORKING at the hospital in EMERGENCY, he response was “ewwww.” thanks.
i waited an hour, saw the doctor, got wheeled to the x-ray room, got wheeled back to the waiting room, watched GREASE, 2 times around…back to back, and was realeased with a piece of paper telling me how to take care of my spained (not broken) ankle for the next 6 weeks….the jist of it being “ice it, keep it elevated, and take some pain medication.”
time at the dr’s office- 2 hours
money to see the doctor for x-rays- $75
peace of mind for my family and friends- priceless
i havent been sleeping much.
mostly because i have been awake on purpose a lot.
ive been driving all over the place.
sleeping all over the place.
last night on my way to grandma’s house, i stopped by target to get some over-the-counter sleeping pills. i took one at 720. by 9pm, i couldnt keep my eyes open anymore.
however, at 345am i sure could. thats when i woke up. ive been awake for the past 2 hours, all ready to go. go where? go nowhere. because its sleeping time. actually, this should actually be ‘make up sleeping time’ even though my body doesnt understand this.
everytime i get less than 7 hours of sleep, my mind starts thinking about ways that i can make up for it. the past 3 weeks, ive been meaning to ‘make up for it’ without any ‘making up’ actually happening. im pretty sure i read somewhere that it is impossible to fix the damage that a lack of sleep causes to your body. in that magazine article, the author wrote something about binge sleeping on the weekends and that it really ends up doing more harm to your body than the sleep-lacking nights.
i guess ill take my chances. but soon, oh, very soon indeed…some binge-sleeping is going to need to take place. good for me or not.
