Mixed Bag

Today was a mixed bag. I was in a wedding today. It really was one of the best I've ever been to. Every i was dotted, every t was crossed. It was a great day. EXCEPT, there was someone there was 'the comic' in 15 years. There were so many similarities. So, I got sad. I wasn't sad because it wasn't me getting married, but sad that a good thing came to an end and there is no hope of reconciliation. I guess being alone is one thing, but being alone and hurting this much is another. So, if you think of it, send good sunshine thoughts my way.

UPDATE

Well, no gallstones. I'm going to drop the issue. It's stressful, I don't want to have to take more time off from work, and I don't want to have the scope procedure. So, if I have problems down the road, we will revisit this. SIGH.

The Pain, the AGONY

Ok, ONE week, it's been a week since I've been at work. I was in the ER on Monday morning, and had to have some tests done mid week an my doctor took me off work for the rest of the week. I'm starting to get bored. Daytime tv sucks. You can only sleep so much. It isn't like I can go shopping and \or run errands. It sucks. It isn't like a vacation where you want to sleep in, where you can do things whenever you wanted to do. It sucks. Don't tell anyone, but I kinda miss working.

Again

Yeah, I'm single again. The 'friend' and I..well..it just didn't work out. Do you think some people are just meant to be alone? I start thinking, why God would make someone like me to be alone. But maybe he did. I don't know. I don't know what God's plan for my life is.
Speaking of Gods plan. I saw The Exorcism of Emily Rose last night. As a christian, I was worried about the impact the movie would have on me. I prayed before I went in. I prayed while I watched the movie and reminded myself that evil is powerful, but God is more powerful. Watch it. It is a good movie, with a surprising outcome.

Labor Day

Labor Day. What a dumb name. Shouldn't it be Don't Labor Day? My employer doesn't know that you're not suppose to work today. So here I sit, at work. But lucky for you, that means I get to catch you all up on my so called life.

Had a good weekend. My 'friend' and I took his daughter rollerskating on Saturday. Then on Sunday, we went to church, the to a bbq, then took his daughter home. Then we went for a drive and stopped and star gazed for a while. I'd forgotten how nice it was to have someone around all the time. I'm really enjoying my life right now.

Getting ready for my friends wedding in a few weeks. That means lots of shopping and partying the next few weeks. Oh darn. The only bad things about weddings is that makes me want to get married. I'm not quite to the mail order husband stage yet. Maybe by this time next year I will be.

I'm ready for the weekend.

Imagine

It breaks my heart. Thousands of people lost it all. Imagine not knowing if your loved ones are ok? Imagine not knowing where your husband was, or your Dad, then finding out his body was one of the ones just being pushed aside as it floats in gas, and sewer. Imagine seeing your children crying because they are hungry and not being able to provide for them. What if you only really had the clothes on your back? You couldn't go back to work because the building doesn't exisit anymore. You can't go back to the comfort of your home, because it was washed away. You can't see your family and friends because they are scattered. Having to depend on the kindness of strangers for daily necessities. It just breaks my heart.
Now, the violence. The looting. Fear brings out the worst in people. All I can do is pray. Pray for the families, pray for the people working, and pray for funds to rebuild lives and cities. I'd be ok if God wanted me to go help them restore their lives.
It's heartbreaking.