FOR TODAY January 7, 2013
Outside my window… dark. It’s almost 2 a.m.
I am thinking… that the antibiotics might be working — I’m not in half as much pain as I’ve been in this week. (Stupid cat bite infection!)
I am thankful… for my awesome LCMS PA who saw me on Friday and gave me antibiotics. Apparently, all the stuff I was dealing with in December was in my chart or the providers talk amongst themselves because she knew all about Daniel’s illness last month. It was nice that she asked.
In the kitchen… dishes to do.
I am wearing… blue shirt and black sweat capris.
I am creating… squares for an afghan when my hand isn’t throbbing.
I am going… to hope I can get to sleep tonight.
I am wondering… about the true use of the word “engage” in theological practice and discussion.
I am reading… A Year of Biblical Womanhood by Rachel Held Evans — re-reading it after my long drive back from southern California. I tried reading Montana by Debbie Macomber and threw it in the back seat after 30 pages because it was crap. I lived in Montana for 4 1/2 years and I can’t say that I knew of any militias while I lived here, especially in Sweetgrass proper or the Sweet Grass Hills. I used to *work* in Sweetgrass — there’s nothing up there except a bunch of import brokerages, ICE, and Border Patrol. It would be the stupidest place to have a militia with that much government around.
I am hoping… that my citrus-colored tabby decides to come and hang out with me after I get this done.
I am looking forward to… NCIS and NCIS: Los Angeles on Tuesday as well as Ladies’ Night Out on Wednesday.
I am learning patience and self-care. (I’m craptastic at both.)
Around the house… toys and Christmas stuff.
I am pondering… way too many things which is why I’m up blogging.
A favorite quote for today… ??Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of – throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.??
— C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
One of my favorite things… a half steak/half chicken burrito bowl from Chipotle
A few plans for the rest of the week: home with Daniel today (tomorrow), Morning Prayer on Tuesday, Ladies’ Night Out on Wednesday, and copy-editing the rest of the week while the bear child is at school or sleeping.
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Just a quick FYI: WHENEVER you get a cat bite, do not wait for it to get infected. Just head straight to the ER. The odds are that it WILL get infected. No matter the cat. I’ve been to the ER three separate times for a bite. The first was a feral cat in our yard, the 2nd was my mom’s cat, and the third was one of our cats. All three got infected. Since cats bite deep, into the muscle, and their mouths are filthy, they can really do some damage. If you let it go too long (and that can be only hours), you could lose a limb.
When Dean and I worked with East Bay Fix Our Ferals, they had a standing policy. If you got bit, you put down what you were doing, no matter what it was, and you got driven by someone else to the ER.
Glad your bite is doing better.