Oh, my. I'm in tears. This is linked to on my hospital's homepage: [link]

edit: my hospital does good things.

AND! Yay for Anne's heat being back on!

Yes this!

Sorry about the icky start to the day, vw. May the test not be so icky. And darn you missy for making me teary this morning. Also, war sucks.

Also, war sucks.

This. It really does. But, just when I think it's all been a waste, a story like this comes across my desk. And it gives me hope that maybe we're doing *some* good.

Wow, vw, that is lovely. I couldn't read it all (eta: because my emotions are all teetery and the children are home).

This morning I had trouble walking for the first hour and I'm very tired, but I'm walking fine now and the only significant pain is in my right knee, so I'm doing amazingly well considering how busy yesterday was. Also? My house is clean because we cleaned it for the company yesterday and Greg did the dishes last night after I fell asleep. SO nice to have a clean house, leftovers in the fridge, the memory of a good dinner.

I'm teetering on the edge of diving past my limit--the last couple of weeks have been grueling--so I let the kids have a "day off" today. That way I could give Greg the car and not have to drive anywhere. It's nice to just rest a bit and start slowly. In a little bit, though, I have to get busy and do some paying work. Invoice due tomorrow or I don't get paid this cycle and that would be bad for Christmas.

SO nice to have a clean house, leftovers in the fridge, the memory of a good dinner.

Indeed!

A peaceful painfree day to you Deena.

I'm working at home today. So, I really should get to the actual work stuff.

Thanks, Laura. Productivity to you!

SO nice to have a clean house, leftovers in the fridge, the memory of a good dinner.

That's wonderful, Deena. Good luck with work today.

Thanks sj. I hope your day goes well today.

Oh, my. I'm in tears. This is linked to on my hospital's homepage

Over the last week or so I've read about a guy biting his own baby, and a mother who has been charged with cooking her baby to (an eventual) death in a microwave. In retrospect, both of those people make the ones stealing statues of Jesus, or stealing Christmas trees off church property--from Boy Scouts--seem like good, upstanding folk.

I was all set to smite humanity. "It's time," I said. "Show me one righteous one," I thought.

Then I read about that Navy medic, and his comrades saving that Iraqi baby and getting her to the States, for medical care. This must be how God feels on a second-by-second basis.