Friday, September 21, 2012

Friday, September 21, 2012

2:11pm

       This morning I woke up at 4am, made coffee, and got a running start to the day.

       I began by trying to put my photos from my phone onto my computer, but for some reason, my Droid won’t let me get them. I thought maybe it was my computer, so after an hour of trying, I decided to go back to my desktop in my office and try there, and got the same results. I changed settings and installed drivers, nothing helped.

       I tried to call Verizon at 5:00am this morning, but they weren’t open, so I don’t know what I’m going to do. Kyla Branch suggested emailing them to myself, and I did send some of them that way, but there’s just so many, but in the time it took to fight with my computer, I could have had all of them emailed to myself, so that’s probably what I’m going to do, and buy a new camera.

       Brian’s alarm went off at 5am, and he got up, feeling feisty and funny, and immediately began picking on me about my photos, and on Mr. Sully.

       We had coffee, and by 6:30, Brian was in the shower. We discussed going to the ULM game, and both thought it would be fun to go to tonight.

       When I started getting dressed, I felt so fat, and started thinking about how ESPN is going to be at the game, and I don’t want to be on TV looking fat, so we decided not to go, and just watch the game from home. But this is what I decided to wear today:

 

 

       We were out the door by 7:40, and made it to work on time.

       Mama and I discussed the fact that I have chronic bronchitis from smoking, and how I really need to quit, since I have such a bad, chronic cough. It’s not fair really, cause my Dad and aunts, and everyone else I know that smokes doesn’t have chronic bronchitis.

       I’m going to quit, I just really wanted to quit with Daddy, but I haven’t talked to him about it since earlier in the week, and he’s not here today to talk to about it some more.

       I began sewing, trying to sew the backs together on my quilt, and it’s just so hard and tedious to line up all the stitches, and I’m having a real hard time. I decided it might be easier to hand sew it, so me and Mama dug in her old button tin, and found a needle, and I got to sewing.

       I was so depressed about it, it was taking so long, and not working out the way I wanted it to, that I decided to just go to sleep.

       Every time I woke up, I’d think about that quilt, and decide to just go back to sleep, cause the situation wasn’t going to solve itself.

       I finally got up around 1pm, and got a Coke Zero, and talked to Brian.

       The quilt is still sitting here on the couch, waiting to be worked on. I don’t know that I have the strength to do it today, cause I have to go to Monroe here in just a little bit.

       I was sitting here, thinking about that quilt, and a little light shined in my heart, and I knew it was the Lord, encouraging me to keep at it, that I will get it done, and done right.

       I prayed to the Lord, and asked Him to start me on that path that He was showing me, and He did, and I am so thankful.

       I can finish this quilt, I can, and I can piece the back together right, with a lot of patience and persistence.

       That’s another reason I want a quilting machine, so it will all be one piece, quilted in different patterns and such. The baby blanket I’m doing is in one piece, cause it’s so small, but these big throws, and this king size blanket it just too big to fit under my small sewing machine, so I’m having to piece it together.

8:53pm

       I tried again on my photos, to no avail, so I decided to call Verizon around 3pm. My customer service rep, Tommy, suggested the app “Dropbox”, and kindly explained to me that it will upload all my photos, and put them on my computer at the same time, all I have to do is download the app to my computer first, and then to my phone, and it pretty much does it automatically. He gave me the Motorola number if that didn’t help.

       I was thankful for this, and decided right away to try it. I told him I understand kinks in software, but as long as there’s another one that finds a way around it, then there’s no problem. We ended our conversation, and I immediately went to www.dropbox.com, and downloaded the app to my computer.

       It was easy to do, and took no time, especially with Inetsouth internet, and pretty soon I was on my way to uploading all 697 photos.

       It was awesome! As my phone uploaded the photo, my computer verified that it was now in my dropbox folder on my computer, instantly.

       I finally got my photos, and edited yesterday’s blog, adding photos, and decided it was time to go to Monroe, and asked Mama if she’d let Brian go early, so he could go with me.

       She said yes, and Brian and I drove to the bank, to Cannon’s in Bee Bayou for cigarettes, beer, and dip, and headed home.

       We had a surprise when we got home. The window in the office was wide open, Sambo was inside, and Sully was nowhere to be found.

       I immediately began calling for Mr. Sully, not believing this was happening. We went inside, and nothing was missing, but my Mr. Sully, and I was worried.

       I called and called, until my voice started cracking, and then I came inside and prayed to the Lord, while Brian went outside and started calling.

       I went back outside, and called some more, and then came back in a prayed some more. Then as I was walking past the window, I saw his little kitty self outside, coming from the back woods, and I just immediately shouted “THANK YOU JESUS! THANK YOU LORD THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!”

       I carefully walked up to my little kitty, Mr. Sully, and he let me pick him up, and bring him inside. THANK GOD!

       We didn’t know what to do, so I figured we needed to call the police. I called Kathy Parker-Toney, a friend of the family, who works at the Sherriff’s Dept, and she gave me the number to call up there, and report it.

       The police came a little bit later, but none of us could figure it out. The window was open, my drapes were outside on the ground, yet the computer desk, which is right in front of the window, was completely unaltered, so Sambo couldn’t have come in through the window, he would’ve knocked off my lamp, candle, and monitor. It just wasn’t possible.

       But somehow, Sambo got inside….and somehow, the window was opened…and somehow my drapes got outside. Nothing is missing, we’ve checked, it’s just odd.

       Thankfully, we got Mr. Sully back in, and thankfully, nothing was stolen. Thankfully.

       Now we are sitting here watching the Warhawks play Baylor, and they are looking good tonight, but we’ve got to tighten up our reigns, and someone really needs to start the Tomahawk chop and song. Really badly.

       I just saw that Jamele Hill is in Monroe, and that makes me very happy, and I wish I could meet her, cause I’m definitely a fan. She’s a sports commentator, and makes regular guest appearances on ESPN 1^st Take, which we watch almost daily.

       We might go to Mississippi tomorrow, but we really haven’t decided on anything for certain. I kinda just want to stay home, and run around in my pj’s all day, like I’ve been dying to do all week. I can’t do that Sunday either, cause we gotta get up and go to church. HMMMM…..

       I would like to everybody, though, so we’re just not sure just yet. It really depends on what Brian decides tomorrow. If he wants to go, then we will go, no questions asked.

       We could go Sunday, but it’s a 2 hour drive there, and a 2 hour drive back, 4 hours, and that’s a lot of driving to do the day before we go back to work. I don’t know, I just already feel like this weekend is gone, and I’ve waited so patiently for it.

       I don’t know, it’s just not the same at the football games without them being the Indians. I mean the Warhawks? It just isn’t tradition, and whoever made us change our name ought to be ashamed of themselves.

       Today I had cereal for breakfast (350), for lunch: a few nuts (150) pizza (700). Then for dinner: chips (150) salsa (50) cheese (110) tropical trail mix (260), coke for snack earlier (400) coffee (300)=2470 for the day.

       Horrible! That’s just horrible! And I didn’t even walk! Gotta do better….and I will, I will, tomorrow. I could’ve cut out that coke, trail mix, and nuts easily, and been 810 less, and been at 1600, which would have been better, much better. I feel stuffed, and sick from all the food.