Been blowing my nose all day.  This cold has decided to take up residence in my right nostril.  Probably if I lay on my side tonight while sleeping, it will pack up and move to the left one.  I could confuse it completely and sleep on my back.  Then it will bounce back and forth from the right to the left since I can't remain perfectly level.  But if I do that then I won't have at least one nostril free at all times to breathe out of.  This will leave me with a very dry throat.

Oh the joys of having a cold.  They are so special and each has a personality of it's own.  Oh well, as long as it stays in my nose and doesn't move to the bronchs.  HA!  Get it?  The bronchs??  How in the world did I get this funny?!  No one should be allowed to be this funny...

Okay... I'm moving on to unqueer things...

So the last time I wrote I merely said that Dad was sick and in the hospital.  Let's go over the details somewhat...  He had to have his appendix out, he then needed a triple by-pass.  And after he recovers from all that, he will need to have an aneurysm removed from his stomach.  All of this while experiencing virtually no pain, or at least not much pain.  I wish I had inherited his high tolerance for pain.  Maybe I wouldn't be such a baby.  Instead, I inherited his almost knuckle-less fingers.  Thanks Dad!

But he is doing well and we are thanking God!  Funny thing about having God in your life at a time like this... I should be freaking out but I'm very calm and at peace knowing that Dad is in God's hands.

=o)

"For I know the plans I have for you, " declares the Lord.  "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.  Then you will call upon Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you.  You will seek Me and find Me when you seek Me with all your heart."