I've been working on a long post but got bogged down when my brain dug in its heels and refused to take even one more step. (If brains are, indeed, able to "dig in their heels.") So now I'm going to drop back and punt.
I don't actually know what "drop back and punt" means, but I've ALWAYS wanted to try and use a sports analogy in my writing. And now I have!
Does that mean I can go back to bed now?
For a very long time?
I actually did have a funny thing happen to me yesterday that gave me a good smile. Steve and I had been feverishly working on a letter (having to do with our transition) and a line that we had written was supposed to say, "Becky enjoys having large groups of church people over to our home."
However, when we went back later to proof read the letter we saw that what we had actually written was , "Becky enjoys having large church people over to our home."
With all these calories I've been eating lately, it won't be long until I AM a "large church people."
Anyway, I got a good chuckle out of that.
Steve's beeper just went off and so he is headed out the door to go to the hospital. He's on call this week as a volunteer chaplain and has to wear a beeper and be within a half hour of the hospital twenty-four hours a day.
Here he is in his official uniform.
So he's off to offer help and I'm staying at home to ponder the state of the universe.
And finish a blog post. (Which is actually very therapeutic for me.)
We had Sarah's 14th brithday party last night which will be covered on her site in the next day or two. She had a wonderful time (even though it was the simplest of parties) so that made my mamma heart very happy.
Alrighty then. I think that's the extent of my brain power/emotional reserves for the moment.