The Last 24 Hours

Side note: I just cleaned the laptop screen. Wow - what a difference.

Anyway the last 24 hours have been abnormal. First when I went to get Julie up yesterday, I was greeted not only with my little cherub, but with sick in her bed, too. Yuck. I yelled for Steve to strip the sheets and I started the washer.

Got the kid cleaned up, got the other kids breakfast and took Caleb to school. On our way back in the front door (LITERALLY) Julie threw up again. On the front porch. Yuck. But at least I could just hose it down and call it good. So I did.

Then I started feeling wonky. We missed Bible study yesterday morning. My ears were ringing - I'm wondering if my blood pressure was up.

But my glasses did finally come yesterday. They are, indeed, very red. I've had to work the earpieces a bit over steam to get them right, but I think I have them adjusted properly now.

I stayed home last night while Steve went to our search committee meeting at church. It was supposed to be here, but I don't think sharing germs is very nice.

While he was gone, I watched the series finale of "Biggest Loser: Couples." For the first time in 5 years, a woman won. She began at 234 and ended at 122 - 112 lost. That's a little over 48% of her starting weight. Holy cow. So my favorite formerly-fat person walked away with $250K last night. And it was really inspirational to see all of the formerly-fat people and how much they each had lost. Very cool.

Cool enough, in fact, to make me roll out of bed this morning at 5:45 a.m. and go for a run, even though I really wasn't in the mood for it. The alarm woke me in the middle of a dream about running a half marathon. Weird. I've never had a dream about running before. What do you suppose that means.

Then since Julie didn't have any symptoms of a tummy bug all day yesterday, I took her to school this morning. I ran over to the grocery store to pick up a couple of things and I ended up stalking some poor man while I was there.



But he looked just like Michael Rosenbaum from "Smallville." Picture this guy in a blue t-shirt, tan shorts, flip flops, and glasses. Buying beer at 9 a.m. Could be him, right? So anyway, I'm trying to be non-obvious while I scope him out to figure out if it's him or not. But then a question comes into my head: how will I know? I realize that stars look different in real life than their on-screen personas, so how will I know if this is really him? I think I would recognize his voice. But how do I get him to talk? By now I'm having visions of taking pictures with my camera phone and wondering what I might have him sign. I haven't even figured out if it's him or not.

Finally I give it up (he's taking way too long in the liquor corner) and go try to get what I'm there for - trail mix and juice for the girls' snack on Friday. But I'm so flustered at the thought of having just seen a TV personality that I can hardly think. It ends up taking me about 5 times longer in the store than it should have because of this.

The cashier said that he said he was British and that he's in town visiting his brother. Hmmm. Good cover for an actor who doesn't want attention. Then there's the fact that he was driving a silver Chevy sedan. Not very actor-ish.

So I get home and begin working on my next writing assignment (due in a week) and I get a phone call...Julie has had a major diaper blow out and I need to come get her.

She's not over her tummy bug yet, so there will be no Bible study for us tomorrow either.