Of laughter ... and sleep catching up with me!

Disclaimer: My body does WHAT-EVA it wants. Apparently, it obeys the sleep-inducing vibes from food (and the one pain pill for my aching knees for a change), as I woke up a few minutes past midnight after sliding into bed to watch cartoons around 8:30 p.m.

So ... laughter? Well, yes. After I'd woken up early again (as evidenced by my earlier post), I spent most of the day reading. I'd found a couple of stories that made me HOWL. Good thing, too, as church-John planned his trip over to see me based on the ONE clock he hadn't adjusted for the time change. SMH. He got his error after I'd texted him. Oops. So he wasn't going to be here around 2. Shall we try for 3? Hey, fine by me. I'm just sitting here, ALL ready to go. So I'll just read another story.

When he showed up, I was cackling with so much merriment that there were tears rolling down my face. Oh, that felt SO good. But no time to appreciate it as we needed to get going. First he passed down a whole bunch of (knocked down) packing boxes. Why did I think he was going to give them to be in a finished state? Yes, I'm funny, too.

Then we got going. I asked if we could stop at the Shopper's before hitting the supermarket, as I was sure (okay, hoped) the prices for pharma stuff would be cheaper (or just THERE) than the food store. Now I'm not so certain, or else EVERYTHING is just plain expensive. But, joy. I got acidophilus and sinus pills that I'd run out of, ibuprophen pain pills and Vitamin C of which I was running low, raspberry-flavoured water and a roll of expensive cotton rounds for washing my face. The clerk said they were so expensive because they were popular and here I thought it was because of a cotton shortage. Then the eek at the checkout counter. Whoa, mama. The bill came to pennies over 90 bucks! But I really needed the stuff.

Then we drove over basically (and conveniently) across the street to the supermarket. Oh, joy. Fresh food. Or just food. We filled the cart with mounds of navel oranges, vine tomatoes, 'nanas, shallots, caraway rye, cream cheese, smoked sausages, instant noodles, OJ, milk, two bags of gorgeous seedless green grapes and a medium package of steelhead smoked salmon (I need a treat in this weather). The bill? Oh ... 86 bucks. LESS than what I'd paid at the drugstore. Even though c-J thought the grapes were $2.50 per bag. John! That was PER POUND. But, still, worth it.

It was sunny but getting colder as we got back after 5. Though I'd asked if he'd like to grab a bite to eat, he declined, as he had to drive ... mumble mumble mumble to Etobicoke. Oh, well. Another time. I certainly held on to him for a really long hug (something we normally do NOT do, but then I'm feeling extra vulnerable these days ... and he found out what my latest deadline is).

Dinner was a bowl of instant noodles and an orange, with a couple of small 'nanas later ... later being around 8:30. I'd managed to watch my Saturday evening game shows but just barely. Then I was so very sleepy I had to slide into bed, despite being near the end of another story. And, hence, my unanticipated but food-induced nap. So, now that I'm up, I've taken a cold/sinus pill so that I can breathe (better) and I guess I'll be going back to bed soonish, keeping my fingers crossed for an easy return to the land of dreams.

Yay for uplifting Sundayness!

Yes, of course, I made that word up. But there's no substitute for Sunday in my calendar. Mind you, it was still bitterly cold, though sunny. I had the driver from a couple weeks ago who used to attend church in ye olden days. She's really nice and supportive. As I was the only passenger, she got me to church really early so I could do the social thing.

As much as I've been feeling so overwhelmed by my current worries, being at church and interacting with good people gave me hope, help (keeping that one sekrit for now) and healing (which was really necessary as I was getting very hoarse which would have interfered with my ability to anoint and serve). Church-John made me laugh as he was talking to a mutual friend but couldn't remember what he'd done or where he'd been yesterday. Duh!

Our other wonderful friend, Maurice, slipped effortlessly into the pew. So he's still suffering from temporary husbandlessness because of the visa holdup. Mind you, as much as I want him to be at Rev. Tom's side, I'm still selfish enough to want him to be around HERE. As Brent was still away for his mother's funeral, Rev. Kevin both preached and presided. The sermon/lesson was terrific and worked perfectly for my blessings. I was still feeling the positive effects of church well into the afternoon, as I sat in front of my computer - with a SMILE on my face!

However, the intense cold INDOORS dragged me down to reality, so I retreated to the warmth of my bed and took a nap. Unfortunately, I was a bit sick when I woke up. ::sighs:: Did I overdo it with the grapes? Eek! Sometimes too much of a good thing isn't a good thing. ::sighs some more and sends a calming message to a rumbly tumbly::