Life ate my brain

I have had a post percolating in the back of my head since the Beth Moore event (which starts the thread) through these last 2-2.5 weeks with the Spousal Unit being ill and then needing surgery and various occurances in between. But...exhausted (also a theme) and brain hurty now. I'm hoping I can marshal my neurons into something approximating intelligent thought and/or the English language maybe by tomorrow (c'mon sleep!). But for now, there will be another Project 365 post coming your way :).

Project 365: Week 16 (April 10-16)

Sunday

Oh?  You wanted to read?


Monday

I was up at this time a lot during the week while the Spousal Unit continued to "enjoy" the effects of his recalcitrant gallbladder.


Tuesday

Saw the doctor and the Spousal Unit is scheduled for surgery next Friday.


Wednesday

I mentioned her in last week's P365 entry under the "dunce" (as in "I was a...") entry.  This is Janet, my awesome co-worker and also known as She Who Knows Where the Bodies are Buried.


Thursday

The Spousal Unit took a picture of me while I was cooking.  It was meant to be a joke to send to my mom about something she'd said on the phone about my multitasking.  Please note I am cooking dinner (chicken Marengo) while having already done my mise en place, *and* if you look closely, I also have my iPod playing in my ears.  Huh.  Who says I can't multitask?  (Side note:  stole one of the SU's shirts to protect against bacon grease splatter.)


Friday

For Momma Frans, who said she wanted to see what was *in* the bags from my shopping last week.  The dress, necklace and wedges all courtesy of the shopping trip. 


Saturday

First, since I know Sara will say something, I went to the Beth Moore conferene with her but do not have any pictures to post since I only had my phone camera (curse my sieve-like mind) and the few pics I tried did NOT come out.  Ergo, I have substituted this picture of Curious Grace who was napping like this when I came home.  I decided to follow suit - only without the spinal contortions and the mashing my face into the couch arm.

Project 365: Week 15 (April 3 - 9, 2011)

Sunday

 

What?  I'm too sexy for my fur.


Monday

Driving home from the doctor's in the rain.  The sky was a lot darker than it came through on my phone camera.


Tuesday

Where I ended up spending Monday night through almost 3 am on Tuesday morning.  The Spousal Unit's gallbladder decided that it was time to break up with him and nothing says "It's not you, it's me" more than the excruciating pain of gallstones.


Wednesday

The day we learn that Percocet makes the Spousal Unit really loopy and ask for vegetables at 3 in the morning.


Thursday

In which the cats decide the Spousal Unit needs comforting.  I think the look on the SU's face says rather eloquently how comforting almost 40 pounds of cat actually is.


Friday

Not a picture I took but it seemed appropriate.  In all the hustle and bustle this week, I forgot to get something ready for a visiting instructor before I left to take my husband to the doctor to talk about setting up the surgery.  My awesome co-worker (whose picture will be part of next week's Project pics) covered for me.


Saturday

My mom decided I needed new clothes and sent me money for some so I went shopping today with Sara as my wingman.

Project 365: Week 14 (March 27 - April 2, 2011)

No photos this week.

Project 365: Week 13 (March 20-26, 2011)

Sunday

Spent a lot of time with Mr. Kindle today.


Monday

I made my own tomato sauce to go with dinner tonight (sausage borsellini).


Tuesday

A new picture of my youngest granddaughter, Emery.


Wednesday

Breakfast!  Well, part of it.  I add an egg to it as well.


Thursday

From the moment I get home, the cat will not stop stalking me!  I was working on the computer and she lulled me into a false sense of security by jumping up on the desk and turning around a couple times.  I thought she was going to lay over by the SU's desk but nooooooo.  Instead, she came over and plopped her 40 pound head on my hand, thereby ensuring that she had my attention and not the computer mouse.


Friday

This is Spring Break week and the campus gives the staff Friday off as one of our holidays.  This is me at home enjoying the day in my Pink Floyd jammie pants and the shows I'd DVR'd previously in the week.


Saturday

The weather was bad so we didn't hike this morning.  however, we still needed to go grocery shopping.  So, in lieu of Saturday nature pictures?  Today I present to you a three-part essay of the cat's continuing obsession/duel to the death with grocery bags.

Ah!  My nemesis!  We meet again!

The battle is fraught with peril but I will taste victory (or the inside of the bag - they're equally tasty).

Curses!  Foiled!  (and then she waits until Mommy or Daddy take pity on her running around with a Walmart bag on her body and release her from the clutches of her mortal foe.)

Appropriate quote for today

It's...been a week; well, a couple of weeks.  A new contract fell through at the Spousal Unit's work and the bank, for reasons known only to them because they refuse to discuss it with us or the realtor (ahem...), denied the short sale of our house when it was only $6k less than what we had left to pay on it.  So, been trying to keep that faith and obedience going that I wrote about earlier but it's been hard.

When I was reading my devotional book this morning, I came across this and it helped:

Now I am sure that to those looking for the spectacular this may sound insignficant indeed.  Who wants to be slowed to a walk, to creep along inch by inch, just barely above the threshold of conciousness and not fainting?  That may not sound like much of a religious experience, but believe me, in the kind of darkness where I have been, it is the only form of the promise that fits the situation.  When there is no occasion to soar and no place to run, and all you can do is trudge along step by step, to hear of a Help that will enable you to "walk and not faint" is good news indeed.

                                                           -John Claypool on Isaiah 40:28-31

(Isaiah 40:28-31:  Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.)

Project 365 - Week 12 (March 13-19, 2011)

Sunday

The strawberries were good this week so I bought several pints.


Monday

The cat in her second favorite position:  curled up on the top of the couch with her face smashed into the couch.  And then she snores.  Loudly.


Tuesday

The cat continues to amuse me.  This is her first (and preferred) TV-watching position - lays down, tilts her head back and looks at the TV.


Wednesday

I saw this on a freeway overpass.  If you can't read it, it says "Bobby Ray, I'm yours 4ever.  Julia 9/90".  Either Julia is one devoted girl or she and her swain are the relative sizes of Godzilla and Gamera.


Thursday

Yup, it's a pad of paper :).  I found out on very short notice (like, one day) that I would be taking over a second graduate program coordinator position in addition to the program I already run along with my other responsibilities.  This pad is the result of one very long brain suck with the abdicating coordinator.  Most of the pad is filled.


Friday

I remain entertained by the feline contingent.  I was working at my computer when I heard...snuffling.  I turned around to find Curious Grace on top of the filing cabinet in this position.  Boy, wish I could get the hang of the sleep anywhere/anytime thing!


Saturday

We went hiking in Two Rivers Park today.  The first two shots are along the swamp where the Spousal Unit reminded me ever so helpfully that "water moccasins are out early this year".  'Cause, yeah, that's reassuring.  The third picture is looking up at the gated community that gets to look down at the park and everyone else :).

We passed this sign on the way into Two Rivers Park and both the Spousal Unit and I said the same thing at the same time: "I wonder what they asked them" so I had to stop and get a picture.  (I did Google to find out what Polled Herefords actually are and they are Herefords without horns - so anticlimactic!)