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Wednesday, September 27, 2006


So I almost gave myself a concussion yesterday. I very nearly asked That Man to take me to the hospital or something. What was my problem? I walked into a door-literally. Well, okay, I slammed a door in my face. And actually, I didn't slam it. We have one of those spring loaded screen doors. I opened the door to go in for something. I thought I heard B's bus. I turned and looked, letting go of the door. The door slammed me in the face. The nose, to be exact. I still think it's broken, but That Man says it's fine. All I know is it hurts.

Over the weekend, I went to my cousin's wedding. It was fun, like old home week. My cousin married into a family that I absolutely adore. It's a HUGE family-I think there's six or seven kids, who each have 3 or 4 kids (which is my generation), and who now have kids of their own. One of the girls has a daughter born on K's birthday, so it was fun to compare the girls. I really loved seeing everyone. I felt a bit old, given that most of the "babies" whose diapers I'd changed were there with their kids. ACK! Actually, I babysat both the bride and groom. The really fun part is that MY childhood babysitter was there.

I had some fun observations, but I don't remember them. I've been fighting a headache all afternoon. Actually, I've had it since I slammed my face in a door.

I have bible study in the morning. I wish I could just sleep instead. But if I don't go, the kiddos will still get me up, so I might as well go, eh?

OH, and another fun thing-well, not so fun, maybe, but cool or something. Or maybe it's just sad. I ran across an old boyfriend about a week ago-you know, the hot, successful one who dumped me for no good reason. God has an amazing sense of um, something. I'm not thinking all that clearly, so bear with me. Anyway, it turns out that this guy is still single, living a life that I definitely would not want to be living, and... hahahahaha... here's the funny part-he's going bald. Usually, I don't laugh at the follically challenged. But this guy was sooo vain about his hair. He spent more time on his hair than I did. If I played with his hair or anything like that, he'd totally freak and then dash to the bathroom to fix it. He had enough styling products to outfit a salon. So I am rolling at the irony of him going bald.

Oh, but God's sense of whatever. If I'd ended up with this guy, I'd be living this totally different life-one that I would not have been happy in. He knew what I needed, so even though this guy made me feel bad way back when, I am soooo glad I didn't end up there. :)


Jana said...

Ouch! on the nose! That had to hurt. Hope it feels better soon.

And oh, what a wonderful thing it is that God has a wicked sense of humor. (Well, not evil wicked, but you know what I mean. hehe)

Tori Lennox said...

*gentle hugs* Getting slammed in the face HAD to hurt! I'm not surprised it still hurts.

As for the old boyfriend, God probably did something to all the hair products he used. *g*

Danica/Dream said...

Thanks. Now I have a cold, so I guess I'm just stuck feeling like crap for a while. :(

LOL I do understand Jana. Tori, that would be too funny-I love the sense of irony.