Before the holidays...

I just got a text message from Cameron that his grandmother just passed away. I can only imagine what he is feeling right now.

He loved his grandmother. He would talk to her like every weekend to just say hi or catch her up on the new happenings of his life, like what colleges he's been accepted to or that he was dating a new girl. He just talked to her this past Sunday. He left service to talk to her for a little bit.

She sounded like an awesome grandmother. She just turned 92 not too long ago. She lived a long, good life. I would have liked to have met her.

I can't believe that she is gone. It's so surreal and it's the day just before Thanksgiving! In myself and I am inclined to ask, "Why?" I know that we all go sometime, but why today?

Just the other night Cameron was telling me how he felt like God was telling him to stay in touch with his grandparents. Call them often. And he was faithful in doing so. And I know that he is glad that he did.

Thank God for grandparents!

Gearing up for Thanksgiving...Poor Turkey...

Being sick..

Sometimes I think being sick is my body's way of telling me to slow down. I think I have been pretty good about that though. This weekend I did just that, slow down and chill out. I even took off yesterday because I was not feeling the greatest. I needed that rest and I still do. But I figured I should come into work today. My manager is not doing too great herself, poor thing. I told her to go home. I think she took a bottle of "Suck It Up" this morning. But we all know that when your body says lay down and rest, you need to do just that no matter how much of "Suck It Up" you take.

It was good to get in some rest yesterday. And after a bike ride to and from work (riding against headwinds) my dear boyfriend brought me some hearty chicken soup, crackers, orange juice, and *sigh* a bouquet of flowers. And of course, a hug or two.

After eating, I laid down for some not so good t.v. because I didn't feel like reading and settled for Prison Break. I took some NyQuil (yay for legal, help you sleep drugs) and I was out for the count!

I hope you all are doing your best to stay well. Have a great day!

Weekends are meant for...

When I think of weekends, I think of doing NOTHING at all. And it's not until I get sick, that I am made to do just that, NOTHING. Sleeping in sounds great to me; I have an excuse to sleep in and not feel guilty about it. When I mean nothing, I mean no errands, no catering, no work, no nothing. Sometimes I have wished to just stay in my cute little apartment and read or watch a movie. But when you live in San Diego and the day is beautiful like it is today, who can stay inside?

Growing up in my house there was a disciplined way of doing things. You woke up at a certain time and you went to bed at a certain time (dad's excuse for saving on electricity and also because he had to get up early to start his day). There really was no such thing as sleeping in, at least not that I remember, unless of course I was sick. (Disclaimer: I really do believe that teenagers need extra sleep. They are growing children. I don't have time to go on about the ins and outs of why they need it, they just do. So if your teen is going to bed at a reasonable time and they still need to sleep in, let them do it. ) On weekdays, I would get up like around 6 a.m. and on weekends around 7 a.m., and probably be out of my room by 8 a.m. Ahh, those were the days.

Then I moved out! I could wake up when I wanted to (within a reasonable time because I still had to go to work) and I could go to sleep when I wanted to (my first room mate broke me of the habit of going to sleep at a reasonable time--live a little, she said. And live I did! And paid for it) I met people who actually slept in on weekends until 10 a.m. I tried it and felt guilty. I found that sleeping in too long made my back hurt and after a certain time instead of having dreams, I would have daymares (opposite of nightmares I guess).

If you were to ask me if I was a night person or a morning person, I don't think I would really be able to tell you. I digress.

So here it is, the weekend...something that I have been looking forward to but I feel sick with head cold (I guess) and malaised (I don't know if I used that word right but I like it). So guess, what I am doing NOTHING! And I won't feel guilty about it. I've slept in and I plan to rest ALL day. Yay for weekends!

Here I am again

So here I am again...yes, again. I started my first blog on Hillary and Dan's computer. I started it there and ended it there because I was lacking, technology wise at my own apartment and  I couldn't continue. I mean, I could have kept up my blog at work (not really; could have lost my job) or I could have just showed up at Hillary and Dan's cute apartment at weird hours of the night (not really, I don't think our friendship would have lasted if I did that). So against my desires, I had to discontinue something that I started. *sigh*

So here I am again. Here at my darling boyfriend's apartment (as he [correct English] and his roommate play on X-BOX) on his computer. Let's see how far, I get this time.

I'm looking forward to the possibilities! Come with me...