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Weeeeiiiird.

By revolutionaire.
Right now I'm sitting back-to-back with my future husband, while he works and I play. We're at his office and I really don't like the sound of the space bar on this keyboard -- it's as if there's a spring loose -- but I'd rather be here, plucking away at a new blog and listening to this space bar make bizarre noises, while he sits behind me piecing together tomorrow's newspaper than be anywhere else on the planet.

Today I went to the Easter service at a friend's church. And, in all honesty, the service made me want to come back. I've only ever been there for holidays, so I'm not entirely sure every Sunday is as energetic as I've witnessed, but it'd be nice to find out. Also, they have a mission to Haiti and Belize this year. Aid and assistance work is something I've had an interest in doing for a long time and I'm starting to wonder if her church came into my life right now for a reason. I guess we'll find out, won't we?

Just a minute ago there was a 7.2 earthquake in California. Immediately upon hearing about it, I called Detra -- who is currently living in San Diego (or not far from there). She and Nhyya are safe and that's all that matters. I've never been in a situation where someone I love is in a place that's been hit by an earthquake -- I seriously felt like I could have vomited while I was waiting for her to answer the phone.

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Samsmama said…
So glad you are back, I missed you. And very happy your friend is OK. That is a very scary thing. My year in Florida I was under mandatory hurrican evacuation. My parents and I and my 4 week old baby headed out, while my ex stayed behind. I can vividly remember calling the house and getting no answer. Very scary indeed!
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