Ouch!

This card was waiting for me on Wednesday when I went out to check my mail. It's one of the sweetest cards I've ever received, and that I received it from one of my best friends, Chrisi, it means all the more to me. :) The top is a little blurry because I had my 50mm lens on my camera and didn't want to change lenses. :) Anyway, this card means the world to me, and so did the sweet note that Chrisi wrote inside of it. Love you, Lou Who!

It's 1:20 p.m. and I'm sitting on my back porch, watching the birds chirping, and just enjoying the occasional gentle breeze that blows through the screen. My honey bunches should be home shortly from a job that he had to do today. We had plans to go out with his parents tonight but I think that has been postponed until tomorrow. That's cool with me. I hurt my leg yesterday and it pains me to walk. I'm a sissy, I know it and I accept it. :)

I apparently pulled a muscle in the bend of my knee when I squatted down to get an old desktop off the floor up in Brooke's room. It hurts SO much. I have such a low (read: non-existent) pain tolerance. Anyway, hurts like the dickens. Maybe if I USED those muscles more often this type of crap wouldn't happen, huh?

Cain called me the night before last ALL ON HIS OWN! Can you believe it? An unprovoked call from my son! I almost passed out. He even talked for more than 20 minutes. I know! I know! Shocking, yes? ;)

He said that the practices (two a days) are kicking his butt. He said it's unlike anything he's ever done and that it's very hard. I told him that they are probably trying to weed out the folks who just can't handle it, and Cain said that was probably right, and they've already lost over 20 kids.

I know it's tough on him. I know it's a whole new world and that the practices must be very hard, especially in the summer heat. I hope he knows how proud we are of him though. Yes, I whine about missing him, but that's ME. I'd miss him if he were down in the basement for more than a few hours. :) That being said, I want him to stay. I want him to do well and take advantage of this wonderful blessing and opportunity that he has been given. I don't want him thinking that I'm home, miserable and wishing he were here, because that is not the case. Yes, I miss him, but he's not that far away and we can go see him any time we want to see him. :)

Have I talked about my love for this particular brand of incense? Generally I don't like incense because it makes me think of a bunch of drug heads sitting around smoking pot, which totally grosses me out (you've heard me talk about parts of my childhood, right?). My friend D uses this particular kind called Nag Champa and it smells SO good to me. She gave me a few sticks of it and I just love it. It doesn't smell like most incense (incenses?) that I've smelled, it smells clean to me. Anyway, I'm going to have to find out where she gets this so I can buy myself some. The kids picked some up for me at Wal-Mart but it doesn't smell the same. At all.

My honey bunches turns 42 tomorrow. I can't believe that. I'm still not sure what to do for him for his birthday. I'm glad we're celebrating with his parents, but I personally haven't figured out what to do/get him. He's not much on celebrating things, but that's just too bad. :) I'm sure I'll figure something out.

Later, gators.