I almost just didn’t post today.

I woke up after a lack of sleep. I tossed and turned all night and it plain sucked! PLUS I could barely breathe. PLUS I developed allergies all day. Sneeze after loving sneeze.

Luckily work was good, I didn’t stress out, and the kids were nice. Plans were well laid out and I didn’t have any difficulty.

I’ve scanned nearly 250 pictures thus far, and am currently scanning more.

I took two benedryl to try and make these allergies go away and therefore I am getting quite sleepy.

I can’t drink ANYTHING after 12am. Or eat, of course. But then at 10:15 or so I get to get put to sleep and.. ahh! So beautiful sleep truly is. Then I wake up, get taken home, and get to pass out! I remember during my last operations I laid on the couch and drank milkshakes. Mmm. No solids! I love it! But, of course, there will be pain. BUT then, of course, there will be drugs!

I started reading a book about Jesus to Nikki (a new easy kid-book from Borders) and then asked my dad to give me a history/religious oral history. So we sat on the couch and he started from the beginning and we got to talking about how he used to take me to Sunday School when I was little, and blah. So he mentioned that he wanted to go to Church on Christmas, and I told him I’d go with him. Now, let me tell you how we’ll be at my sister’s house and she is athiest/agnostic and deplores religion. It will be interesting. BUT then I mentioned about going here, more often, and he agreed. So we will start going to a Methodist church which is near our house. It’ll be a nice experience, I think.

Our cable is out, so no TV for me at the moment. BUT I’ll watch TV online and that’ll fix that problem for the moment.

Wish me luck tomorrow!