It’s supposed to hit 70 degrees here today. And snow is in the forecast. Gotta love Ohio weather.
And I’m thinking of just getting a few things done around the house today. WE sort of took a break from homeschooling this week. It’s hard to school the kids when the neighbors are out of school and it’s such an nice day.
The local community center has been having a marbles workshop, teaching the kids how to shoot marbles competitively. They’ve been having a lot of fun and even my little 5-year-old girl has enjoyed it. So I’ll probably drive them there today for the last session.
I only have a little transcription to do. Hopefully next week I will start on a new job where the dictation will come right over the internet and I’m really looking forward to that. Won’t have to worry about tapes and getting the tapes and the dictation back and forth. I hope to get it all coordinated before the baby comes.
The baby. Seems so close and yet so far away. And I still have to entomb my father.
Gas prices here are over $2.00. My van has a gas filter problem. It thinks it is out of gas when there is still a quarter of a tank left. A couple of days ago I thought I could drive it out of town to a gas station known for lower gas prices. I got about half way there and I noticed I had the pedal floored and was only going about 30 miles an hour. Then it started bucking and back firing. I was so afraid I was going to have to park it and walk back – not a fun thing to do as you start your 8th month of pregnancy. But with prayer and determination (with my 4 ways on) I got that thing back to town where the first gas station had the highest gas prices I had seen $2.19 a gallon – which I gladly paid!
I don’t want to think too much about Terri Schiavo’s story today. She is on my mind and in my prayers.
I am also considering taking the comments out of this blog. Call me a megalomaniac (and yea someone did last night) but like 99.9% of the bloggers out there I started this blog for me, to write about things that interest me, for my thoughts, and my interests. Some blogs don’t let you comment at all. (TSO comes to mind.) Some require that you comment with an identity and an e-mail or blog address (Off the Top, Nathan). Others, like Amy Welborn, just turn of the comments when she can’t stand it anymore.
The majority of my posts this week, (As a member of Blogs for Terri) have been on the tragedy of a woman about my age, who is starving to death. The sadness of her parents, and how it all came to happen. How that turned into a referendum on my character beats me. I welcomed comments, I didn’t edit or ban any until last night from the same poster who seemed determined to spam his/her way in. It was rather a thankless experience. And since I am not your mother, spiritual adviser or teacher I don’t feel the need to just hang in there with the heavy dose of crapola from the readers who feel Terri should die, and I’m an unreasonable, illogical bitch for thinking otherwise.
Other than that I’m going to just chill out, get some things ready for eBay, read, and wonder.
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