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I’m always bugged when I read about a Christian group suing someone. This time

Wow … I have time to relax! Not that I haven’t sat around a lot for the past few weeks, but even while being lazy (which I do blame partly on this low iron thing) I had the recital lurking.

And now it’s over.

It went very well. I think. I never know for sure.

About the iron: I heard from my doctor. She said that the “oscopies” ruled anything bad out and that now all she wants me to do is increase my iron intake. (Lovely black pills, those.) So I will do that. I go back in a month for another blood test and we’ll see what happens. I guess they don’t need to find out why I’m low on iron; they just need to fix it. So there you go. Right now I’m still a bit dizzy and my ears are again misbehaving. I hope that moving to the three doses of iron a day will cure all that.

So for this week I just have to teach, and get ready for the trip down south. Woo hoo! Can’t wait to see Kelsey & Mel. :-)

I have symphony. I have a recital. Both have me nervous.

It’s silly to be nervous about symphony; I’m barely heard and I’m outa there in 10 minutes (well, 20 if you count starting late and Andrew’s speech). But my EH reed … grumble, grumble … is misbehaving. Today I guess I’ll get there earlier than yesterday (when I got there about 10 minutes before the start) and see if I can find something else that will be more in tune. (Or at least not FLAT: there’s nothing worse than flat!)

Tonight is the UCSC faculty recital. That has me even more nervous. We only rehearsed three times, and one of those times we were missing one of the four of us. I want more rehearsals! I want to feel better prepared. And I want to have FUN. But being under prepared means, I suspect, that fun will not be had. Sigh.

But tomorrow? Tomorrow will be wonderful! :-)

And then Thursday will be even better. I get to go see Kelsey & Mel! We start wedding plans a’goin’. Woo hoo!

So … I’m just counting down. It’s now 10:30 AM. By 9:30 PM the recital should be done. But even if it runs a wee bit longer, I’m less than 12 hours away from less worry.

Music shouldn’t have to be this way. It should be fun. It should bring joy to the listeners and givers. Don’t you think?

I bought a new pair of “palazzo pants” for work. There are two layers of fabric, the top one being sheer. They hang so well, are extremely comfortable, and look dressy.

Only trouble?

I bought the same ones a few months back!

Of course I’ve taken the tags off of the new pair, and I wore them last night, so there’s no returning them now.

I honestly thought the ones I bought a while ago were a totally different style. Where IS my brain? (I can find my palazzo pants—two pair, in fact—no problem, but the brain … it is missing.)

Oh … but I did sleep last night. Not soundly, but at least I wasn’t up pacing or blogging. Woo hoo!

I. Want. To. Sleep.

Yesterday I posted something similar at 2:56 AM. it is now 1:04 AM.

I know, I know, this blog is boring. I say the same things over and over. But I really need to sleep and this is driving me bonkers! I just finished emailing my doctor with my pathetic little cry for help. I hope she gets back to me tomorrow, as I really want to know what happens next in this iron quest.

In the “well at least this is good news” column: Jameson is home for the night because he and Dan went to see Appomattox. So tomorrow I get to drive him back to school which means I get him to myself in the car for something like 45 minutes! And I’m talking the NEW CAR, too! I guess I haven’t blogged about the Prius, have I? I’m averaging a bit over 48 mgp so far. Cool.

Okay. I like this very bizarre show. I like the colors (they remind me of French movies). I like the weird dialogue. And the story is just wacky.

My cuppa. :-)

“It’s a nice laptop. Expensive item for a college student.”

And the computer?

Guess.

There is absolutely nothing fun about not being able to sleep.

Period.

I survived today. Dan tells me the doctor said “We saw no signs of cancer.” … and I hadn’t even been thinking cancer so, well, whatever. She also didn’t find an ulcer, which I did find puzzling; where is that iron going to anyway?! Guess they’ll have to figure that out.

Last night was the worst part of the whole procedure; drinking four liters of yucky stuff is no fun, even when you add lemon flavoring to it. I lost it once … well … I lost it twice. Once in a “sick” way and once in a “crying” way. But anyway, I did it. If I can do it, I guess anyone can.

I don’t remember much of what happened today. I do know they put me out more when they went down my throat. I guess that makes sense, as I think that would freak anyone out. I know I managed to get dressed, but I sure can’t remember doing it! I know Dan drove me home because I remember getting out of the car and into the house, but I don’t remember the drive. Funny how that works.

Now I’m being lazy and sleepy and Dan is out to get some yummy creamy soup for dinner tonight. (Yay, Dan!) I’m sure glad I canceled my 3:30 student. That would have been quite the joke.

When I started this blog I had planned on writing about something much more interesting, but whatever it was has already left the brain. I’m definitely not “all here” yet. (Not that I’m every “all here” … right?!)

Anyhoo. It’s done. Yay.

Oh … Wait!
I DO remember … because I still have the site up … if you haven’t redone your “Do Not Call” order did you know it can go away after 5 years? So if you go to the National Do Not Call site you can plug in your phone number(s). I just did. Even in this stupor!

Go here for the World Privacy Forum’s top 10 opt outs if you are interested.

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