Monthly Archives: December 2007

Thanks to all of you who were thinnking of Rachelle.  We are in from the lake and on our way up to see her at the hospital.  Asen is holding down the fort, so to speak, bottle feeding Ronin till she can take up her usual place as prime food source again.

Maybe she will get a few hours at the lake if all goes well.

About 3 am Rachelle had an acute gall bladder attack.  Horrible pain.  So her day has not been the greatest and our plans for going out to the lake have shifted a bit.  We’ll be back and forth I’m sure but she will probably not get to enjoy this at all.  She will have surgery  either tonight or tomorrow – most likely tomorrow.  We have been waiting all day at the hospital and she is on heavy pain killers and antispasmodics.
She is a tad disappointed since this was her big idea – some family time at the lake.   So upon her insistence, the rest of us are going out and will try to have a good time remembering where she is.

Today I went on-line to check again the due date for our course report.  In the printed syllabus it does say – due by Jan 1.  But it seems that due to the good St john the Baptist, whose day is on Jan 8, we get a week more to get this report in.

Hallelujah!

I wonder what were the chances the profs would be checking up on us on Jan 1 anyway.  They probably needed the reprieve as much as we do.

But I am very glad and relieved.

I have been on top of things for my course – till this reporting period.  Now it seems we have a report and stuff due before Jan. 1.

I am feeling a slight bit of panic.  I need time.  And I don’t know where I will pull some from.

I guess I just will not be wasting any time over the next two weeks.  Not like there is a major event happening or anything!

Well, I survived the party.  And had fun.  My worst fears of everyone not leaving till 3 or 4 in the morning were not realized, although I was up a bit later than my usual bedtime.  By 1:30 pretty well everyone was heading home and I was beginning to clean up.

This afternoon was spent napping and did that ever feel good.  I feel almost human again sitting here sipping my coffee with Baileys.

My night was so easy compared with Randall and Lauralea who had a plumbing disaster strike in the night.   Randall carried on with a sermon (on offering our weaknesses to God as our gift to him) that God must have been in since Randall had apparently not slept all night.  Talk about God using us in our weakness.

I am not really at my best at parties.  They seem sort of an intrusion into my regular routine.  I am, I think, happier with my boring life than with trying to appear to be enjoying myself at a party.  Too many people and too much small talk (which I am not good at).   Give me some serious conversation.  Give me some quiet space.  Then I am in my glory.

It is not that I do not like the people I am partying with.  Last night it was folks from church.   Tonight it is my own staff.  I like being with small groups of people and visiting.  But make it into a party and some sort of warning signal goes off in my psyche that says – well basically it says “run”  But I can’t.  Not last night or tonight.

When it is all done it will be fine.  In fact when the people arrive it will be fine.   It is just this silly lead up time when I fret.

So, come caterers.  Come partygoers.  I will try my best to have fun.

Now for a short nap before we get started so my grumpiness factor decreases.