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We are off to hit the hay.
To catch some ZZZzzzz’s.
To saw some logs.

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Nicci again.

We’ve been camped out in the living room since sometime last night. It’s kind of interesting to look back on a 24 hour period and think about what events filled it. I saw a water heater shoot sparks a couple of feet from me. I felt my fingers ache from piano because I never bother to do stretches or scales (the biggest curse of teaching yourself piano is it’s so easy to skip parts you don’t like). I stood in the rain. I woke up at 5 or 6 yesterday morning to go fetch a horse that had wandered out into the yard. I cleaned up a huge pile of junk that had been piling up around our house. I skipped a meal. I ate four slices of cold pepperoni pizza after the house was quiet and I was trying to keep alert and busy. And I don’t like pepperoni. But I love pizza. (BTW, it was not one of those frightening pizzas where you can wipe a napkin across the top of the cheese and fry something in it.

At least, I think I did all those things in the last 24 hours. Sometimes the lines blur between days. In a way, sunsets and sunrises represent that blurry line. There’s no fine line between the light and dark. It isn’t like a lightswitch, you touch something lightly with your finger and in a flash your surroundings have changed, as well as your perspective of time and distance.

In days, there are blur periods were it’s really an in-between.

But a solitary raven is a sign of good luck.

Yeah, whatever. I’m soooooooooooooooooooooooooo tired.

My mind is blank. And Nicci is brain dead, but happy. Angel needs to crash.
But we’re here, fighting the good fight.

It’s daylight outside. It’s foggy and wet. Someone is not going to be happy about it.

I’m happy that I’ve just about made it through the past 24 hours. It’s been incredible, once again. My girls are up with me, too. I’m thrilled to have them experience a part of giving.

The pizza is gone. No, I didn’t eat the whole thing myself. It’s light outside. We’re watching T.V. DVD’s. I’m tired. And we still don’t have a cure for cancer.

What’s up in your world this fine morning?

Anyone out there?

Only 3 more hourst to go in Blogathon 2009. We’re in the home stretch, and unfortunately, this is the toughest time of all.

There he goes again : ‘Cockadoodledo’

We’re resorting to watching a DVD. Must.stay.awake.
I’m to the dizzy point and I’m trying to keep it together.

Poke. Poke. Poke.