Well, after a couple of contentious days in the comment section of NSS, I thought we’d take it down a notch and talk about something other than politics. So here we are. It’s Friday afternoon, and I’m just going to let my mind wander:
First. Pet peeves. It really irks me when the person on the arc trainer next to me at the YMCA doesn’t have headphones on. This means a. they can hear me huffing and puffing as I struggle to make it to 45 minutes at a cardio-pumping speed and b. they probably hear me singing under my breath to Matchbox 20 or U2 or whatever else I’m blasting into my ears. Of course, I’m guessing that guy next to me today might have a pet peeve about people who insist on singing under their breath when working out in public.
Second. November observations. Look at the photo at the top of this page. Those are the trees in my backyard, looking very mid-November. The oaks are always the last to lose their leaves. The steely gray sky (that’s a color photo), the semi-barren branches. So why am I wearing a T-shirt? I feel like I’m back in Austin. So much for a light topic. I have a feeling a global warming debate is about to break out in the comment section any minute.
Third. Prayer update. Remember last week when I asked you to pray for Constance, the 5-year-old with kidney failure? Well, keep those prayers coming. Constance is doing much better than expected. And, while you’re at it, I have a few other folks who could use a few good words. Please remember Charlie, a friend of the family who was diagnosed with colon cancer, and Bridget, a young girl who was rushed to the hospital today with an undiagnosed problem. Also keep those prayers coming for Emilie, Kathleen and Maureen, three courageous women who are battling cancer and inspiring us all.
Fourth. The weekend. Go do something fun. Tomorrow I will be with 100 Girl Scouts between the ages of 6 and 14, making Christmas ornaments for a nursing home and other locations. Does this fall into the “do something fun” category? That remains to be seen. Based on past years’ experience, I would have to lean toward “no.” Imagine six tables of very complicated ornaments that require gluing and stringing beads. Now imagine that every time you are halfway done with your ornament, someone rings a bell and tells you to move to the next station. I wonder if that’s what it’s like for Santa’s elves.