I realize that what I'm about to blog about is an odd thing to come to after so long, but it just found this and I'm feeling bad for Cody's obligation to comment on my last post [almost] every day.








I was just changing (or attempting to change) the battery in a smoke detector which has been periodically (about every 5 minutes, I haven't actually timed the span) making this really annoying beeping sound for the past week or so and it seems to be getting louder all of a sudden, but that's probably just my imagination. The battery was taken out shortly after this started and Robbert was kind enough to put a new one in for me yesterday, but the noise still continued, indicating that it wasn't put in correctly. It was tolerated for a short time, but a few minutes ago I decided to take matters into my own hands, I pulled up a chair to stand on and took that battery out to investigate, under the where the battery had been little warning sticker... here's a picture of that:








Ya know, just in case I couldn't figure out that there was no battery in the spot where I had just taken a battery out of. Right.










Oh, and for those of you that were wondering, it's still beeping. I've probably given up.








(Darn, I almost lasted a year without blogging... oh well, here's to attempt number two)

Quite.

Beginning with waking up at four in the morning (yes, that's 4am) to hike up Sharp Top to "see the sunrise" with more friends than I thought would be willing to wake and hike at such an hour, I'm glad they all came.
It was a bit of a cloudy day so there wasn't much viewing of the sunrise (or sun at all for that matter) and actually there wasn't much admiring of the view since it was so foggy that you could barely see off the mountain.
But I happen to love fog and clouds and mist, so it was wonderful.
And I ended up with some rather beautiful bruises on my knee... apparently God did not make me His most agile creation.

The middle part of the day was sort of a blur for me. I'm not entirely sure what happened, I know I must have done something. I made macaroni and cheese. And went to Wal-Mart. But those two things couldn't have taken up the whole middle part of my day right? I mean, pasta doesn't take that long to cook... and I only had to get a couple things from Wal-mart.

May and I got to spend a very little bit of time with Katy, she brightens up my day... even when the day already seems bright, she makes it better.



Yeah anyway. I'm super excited about tomorrow, the journey and the play... and all the wonderful people I'm privileged to be around.


My dad is going to be home in a couple weeks. That is so awesome, you have no idea. He's been working in California only being able to come home a couple days a month (if that) since January 2005 (actually I believe that it was Jan. 9th that he flew out of Texas to start the job in CA, two days after we'd gotten back from Russia).
He's coming home. You have no idea how wonderful that is. I love my daddy.

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Ever feel blessed WAY beyond what you deserve? You should. You are.

So five minutes after walking in the door at work today I was totally ready to leave. It's really hard to be joyful and giving glory to God in every situation. Looking back, I wish I would've tried harder.

The day seemed to last forever.

Then after they let me leave a half hour early (7:30, yay!) I got all excited because I didn't think I'd be too late to go to the bible study tonight... but apparently I was since I called everyone and NOBODY would answer their cell phones. So I called home and left myself a message for when I'd arrive. Yeah, I know - kinda pathetic... no really pathetic, but it wasn't just for me... it was for Annie too.

It was sad driving up to a dark house with no one to greet you but the puppies. I mean, they're better than no one at all, but I kinda was hoping for some human interaction with since the closest I've gotten to that today has been talking to people on the phone about stuff I couldn't care less about.

When I got home a comment on here from Siobhan made me realize how much I miss her wonderful attitude and outlook on life - so I called her. Siobhan is wonderful. Sio, you're awesome.

And now here I sit. By myself, typing on the computer with jazz playing in the background, a little dog next to me growling at a larger dog who is doing nothing but invading the vertially challenged dog's personal space.

I'm looking forward to Friday. I get to clean my room.
And Saturday. Larry, Robert and Ruth-Ann are coming over.
Tomorrow: not so much. I'm just working all day. Joy.


*loves, even though you didn't answer your phones*
Juliana