Well it is Sunday afternoon. I had a better night. Played in an Omaha tourney and did okay...dial up is just not fast enough for what I do, be it pleasure, work or just being online.
The diva dogs managed to try and hog the bed all night. I love them, but they are just TOO well fed or else my legs need to be able to hold them both *smiles*.
My back is better, but not good enough. It has allowed me to sit up more, so will be grateful.
As a Quaker, I often find myself in my prayers alone, and in silence. Last evening, my prayers seemed to go on the length of a novel at least. My heart is heavy over the pressures that face those I love. I cannot make it all better...and yes, I know it is a Pollyanna mentality that makes me want the happy endings, but why would you wish for anything less?
Roast is cooking in the crock pot...dogs are sleeping and today are games that will go down in history. maybe that is why I like sports...they define moments...and not always the winning ones.
Sunday is usually a time to catch up with correspondence, but it will have to wait. Who knew that moving could be so traumatic???
Tonight will be a good time to catch up on my reading...oh and as a side note...I am related to bill Whelin who created Riverdance...the music..no wonder I loved it. I do miss dancing, but this year it will become more a part of my life.
To those who wander in..well this is just a record of the moments of my life....it has no rhyme or reason and will seldom make sense....and you can always reach me at OmahaAngel@gmail.com...
Cheerio
`c
The diva dogs managed to try and hog the bed all night. I love them, but they are just TOO well fed or else my legs need to be able to hold them both *smiles*.
My back is better, but not good enough. It has allowed me to sit up more, so will be grateful.
As a Quaker, I often find myself in my prayers alone, and in silence. Last evening, my prayers seemed to go on the length of a novel at least. My heart is heavy over the pressures that face those I love. I cannot make it all better...and yes, I know it is a Pollyanna mentality that makes me want the happy endings, but why would you wish for anything less?
Roast is cooking in the crock pot...dogs are sleeping and today are games that will go down in history. maybe that is why I like sports...they define moments...and not always the winning ones.
Sunday is usually a time to catch up with correspondence, but it will have to wait. Who knew that moving could be so traumatic???
Tonight will be a good time to catch up on my reading...oh and as a side note...I am related to bill Whelin who created Riverdance...the music..no wonder I loved it. I do miss dancing, but this year it will become more a part of my life.
To those who wander in..well this is just a record of the moments of my life....it has no rhyme or reason and will seldom make sense....and you can always reach me at OmahaAngel@gmail.com...
Cheerio
`c
