I keep trying to be consistent with my blogging, but life seems to be getting in the way. Once again I am going to commit to a daily reading for you since the "Life" that keeps getting in the way is what I'm trying to document in the first place. LOL!
I have been very sick, 23 days of nausea and things we just won't discuss, with 14 of those days being in the hospital. However, today...I am beginning to feel like myself again. I slept last night for the first time in weeks and I awakened this morning with hunger and not nausea. I've been on a strick weight watchers and workout plan for most of this summer, but with all that's been going on it's hard to say that it could have mattered while I have been sick. When I felt hungry and then the nausea didn't follow, I got Shane out of bed and we headed to our favorite diner...The Home Plate...Yes, we have blogged about it in the past. I ate 2 biscuits with gravy, an egg and had a REAL Coke with crushed/shaved ice (you know, the good kind)...and what a meal it was. I had to give Shane half of one of my biscuits because I was so full, but I did everything but lick the gravy bowl. It was so good and I felt great after I ate it...Praise God...and I do mean...Praise Him. I prayed so much yesterday to have the nausea leave and for me to feel like me again and today....the answered prayer. I'm not sure He intended for me to consider licking a gravy bowl, but I am His child and His healing hands are so appreciated.
I usually blog at night, but I know what I want to really share with you today about Life on the Square already...nothing is going to top this. After Shane and I returned from breakfast, we
opened the door to the room our four legged children stay in while we are gone and found all kinds of fluffy stuff shredded special just for us. Harley Tucker is wearing a diaper, because she is in heat, and we do not feel she needs to reproduce. One Harley Tucker in the world is ALL that can be handled. She pulls at her diaper and can get the lining out, but not get the diaper off. She then shredds it like snow. Her special way of saying..."Missed Ya". While Shane was vacuuming the snow, I decided to clean out her kennel...and earlier in the week I had noticed that there was a folded piece of paper in her kennel. I wondered what it was, but with the nausea I did not care at the time. I finally pulled the piece of paper out and unfolded it and could not believe what I was reading....it was a message for FBI finger printing with dates and times...we have no idea where this paper came from but, here's the proof that it exists....and our only thought is Harley Tucker....is she a secret agent? After that...we are speechless! LOL!
