Out of excuses

I have a ton of excuses - all justifying not having any time - or energy to post an entry on this blog.

- My desk is covered with papers - ads from K-Mart, Penney's, Linens n Things; the notification to renew my RN license ( I did that yesterday - so should throw that one away); a bank statement - you KNOW what I SHOULD do with that one; receipts from purchases made in the last few weeks. On top of the papers sits a paperback book, a deck of cards (why is that there?) a remote control, and just for now - my cup of coffee. Next to the pile is a flashlight, the alarm clock that I have had since 1975 ( I could do a whole blog just on that alarm clock/radio/8 track tape player - I asked for a new clock radio for Christmas and was met with great resistance from the tradionalist - Evangeline), the Paulding County library card (never used - Bob is my personal assistant and he uses his card), a sleep sound machine; and this desk top computer ( the computer is supposed to go downstairs in Bob's study, but he doesn't have a live phone line, and his electric is "extension corded" in from the next room - another possible blog entry), and a business card from Ron Blue & Co. waiting for me to e-mail Bruce Whaley (he married Lisa Betts who was in Bob's youth group in Bradenton - 25 years ago - old friends not soon forgotten - just not contacted! - ok I'll do that today) And oh yes - on top of the clock (it's a big clock) sits a box of kleenex (another blog topic) and the phone charger.



And those are just the I can't concentrate at the computer keyboard excuses - here come the rest.......since there are no entries since October - I have two and a half months of excuses.
One - I am not in a pit - thank-you to my dear friends who have called and encouraged, distracted and infused me with love, I am not in a pit. I live next to it. But WOW what a difference than IN it.
Two - Evangeline does not have a job. BUT - she is back in school - studying to become a Certified Medical Assistant - in a CRASH course - so spends every night doing workbooks, and studying for exams. Pretty laugh out loud funny to hear Bob quizzing her on the Gynecological exam process. She FREAKED out at the thought of having to learn to draw blood - so I spent last Saturday teaching her phlebotomy - and by Saturday late afternoon she successfully drew blood from both of Bob's arms......now she is begging for practice time (another blog potential).
Three - I flew to Florida for a weekend - squeezed in a few visits with old friends, shopped at the Miramar outlets, and did a consulting job for a dear friend and her associate in an alarm business. I was even able to manage an overnight with my parents on the way back to the airport.
Four - Elizabeth was home for the Thanksgiving break. And as my Canadian friend Bev observed - Americans make a really big deal out of the Thanksgiving holiday.
Five - My first friend - Bev came to visit me for almost a whole week. She lives in BC, and the last time we were together was 7 years ago- at her house. We went to a play in the Marietta Square, out to dinner, cooked the Thanksgiving dinner, introduced her to friends, walked the rural streets in the rural neighborhood where we live, had massages ( thanks to a B'day regift and a gift from Evangeline :) ) babysat Wesley; went to Atlanta twice - Met Debi Thompson Mangiameli and ate at the Flying Biscuit and had a coke at the Vortex, toured the CNN building went to Crosspoint on Sunday evening - had a BLAST, and I felt like I had had a tall glass of water on a hot summer day.
Six - Bob and I met the Mangiamelis at the Zigenbeins home in Cumming, GA. (those last names make our last name seem simple) - had dinner with them and a great time of reminiscing and laughing, getting to know each other again for the first time......
Seven - Its the holiday season and I am trying to shed the scrooge skipping Christmas persona which I have adopted as a protection ( another blog) - and put lights on the tree (another blog); have Christmas music playing in my office, and have even purchased some gifts. Now - where do I hide wrapped gifts from a 2 1/2 year old?

There - and those are just the excuses that are in past and present - I have future excuses too.