Bleh. I know I haven't written in ages. Since the end of April it looks like. Those who are close to me (probably most people who read this anyway) know all the important stuff that happens in my life. I lean more towards phone calls than anything if I have news. Now that I am by myself, I am leaning even more towards phone calls. It's been a long week. I'm just in a weird mood. Certainly functional, but not really getting into any of it. I like my new place, but it's definitely turning out to be lonelier than I expected. I can entertain myself all right, but life is just better when my husband is here. Period. Fortunately work and church give me a little socialization, and I have a cuddly little Sassy bird, and plenty of unpacking type stuff to keep me busy for a while. But still...not the same. I'm sure part of my emotional state is due to the two cockatiels going AWOL the beginning of this week, and me down here and helpless to contribute to any efforts to get them back. *sigh* Not that it would have necessarily made a difference, but there's something about being able to try... But I love my new keyboard. It's very relaxing to just sit down and play. But again, emotional for some reason. Like I said, in a weird mood. Oh, and in case anyone wondered, my bruise is doing well (a very bad peench from the big parrot - not intentional - she was falling and I happened to be the thing she tried to use to stop herself on the way down...by holding on with her beak). Having iced it right away and wrapping it too, there is a small lump but no other swelling, and it's actually turned out to not be that black and blue at all. It has faded very quickly. (And the family who was there knows how hard she bit!) And after the first night when it happened, not even painful to speak of. I just think about how much worse it could have been...if she had grabbed something other than my arm, or if she had grabbed bare skin instead of through my sleeve. Time and again I see God's faithfulness not in that bad things never happen, but that I can see God's preservation in the way they do happen, keeping them from being much worse. And I am very thankful for that. Well, I'm tired so I'm going to get ready for bed. Toodles. | 
