pick one : jenny/jenga/jentle/jengi/itchy/jk

i did the best burp at cafe today. i had to pull it back a bit towards the end coz it was a bit too manly. felt a bit rude. girls shouldn't burp. at least not like boys.

but i like pull apart. ones with herbs and cheese, or sun-dried tomato and spinach. none of this cheese and bacon business.

i can't believe i haven't had a whinge on here about the trip coming up on saturday. not a whinge about the trip itself, but more about the organising of it. i know i've whinged in person. not so much the last few days. i figure there's no point whinging. coz stuff has to get done anyway. so i'm doing stuff. but there's always more stuff to do. there's a bit to get together. i have to buy all kinds of weird and wonderful things. i wish more people would be there than what there will be, no matter how many people are there. because the activities are so fun. people are missing out by not being there!

meanwhile uluru is in a week and a bit. i gotta start getting things together for that too. i should go shopping. it will be interesting. the journey not the shopping. although the shopping could be too i'm sure.

i don't i really like licorice allsorts.

oh. tomorrow is april fools day. eek. i'm preparing myself to be dogged.

i like thursdays. coz when i come home mum's been shopping and there's fun food.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAMARA!! YAYAYAY!

You're an adult! Hoorah! Have a tops day.

i burnt my thumb off with an urn coz steam is hot.

i think my ear is going to fall off. i must have slept on it wrong. owwy.

likely driving out to blue mountains tomorrow to make 8-10 garbage bins of slime. man, my job is weird.

there are lots of babies happening at the moment and over the next few months. it's crazy. i guess you get to an age and people start marrying and having bubbies. although i can't wait for all that, i can't imagine ever being ready for it.

i just thought of something really really bad that could happen. oh, please don't let that come true. i would be most upset and uncopeable. eeee

back to work.

too much chocolate

this is kaysey. isn't she gorgeous!

The Rules

I found this today. Some of it made me giggle... These are THE RULES, if you're a man in a relationship. These are the male's rules! Please note... these are apparently all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!

1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

1. Christopher Columbus did not need directions and neither do we.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colours, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a colour. Pumpkin is also a fruit or a vegetable or whatever. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine...Really.

1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics baseball, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.

1. You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. Round is a shape.

1. If I say I am cooking, I know what I am doing, so please stop looking over my shoulder and GET OUT of the kitchen!

The man who wrote out these rules also noted he doesn’t mind sleeping on the couch if his significant other reads this list. Because, did you know that men really don’t mind that? It’s like camping.

Are boys really like this?

grrrr... i miss sleep. it's already monday. long weekends aren't long enough these days.

there are a few things going on that i don't know what to do with, how to deal with. i have no idea. how on earth do things get so so screwed up?

Jesus is risen. Woohoo!

I slept for a solid 7 hours plus another patchy 4 hours last night. Yippee!

AFL is back! Bring it on! Go the Swans! I love AFL. Hoorah!

welcome caleb james peters!

born yesterday... making kirri an aunt! and kelly a mum! and kurt a dad! and kara an aunt! and tim an uncle! and carol and les grandparents! congratulations to the hewatt and peters familys. isn't he gorgeous.

i want no responsibilities

nothing suss

just my boyfriend and my sister. he is often saying he's using me to get to her. hmmmm....

sam and me ran into mattsir in a carpark and then again at frankies today. spent half an hour talking in the confectionary aisle. he and em and zachariah are planning to move to canada! jeepers. they rate high in skilled professionals bizzo. but he's a bit worried about the criminal check and the medical. his elbow is healing with his nerve through it. so he can't feel much in this hand anymore. that is bad. so he'll probably get it broke again to fix it. and his shoulder is the grossest... it's healed with a pointy uppy bit. i love matt. so does sam. so it was mega fun catching up with him.

me and sam went on a 'hot date' last night... with eight other people. shame about the film being shoddy, but that's ok. i'm very impressed with the boys coming along. there was amusement laughing at each other rather than the film. i laughed at sam at one point and accidentally spat my gum. whoops. that's gross. i have no idea where it went. probably landed on some poor person's head.

i was thinking last night how much of a age range there was. will 15 (?), ben 16, tamara 17, libby 18, sam & debs 21, howie 22, lach & me 23 and shell 24 (?). i wonder if outside christianity, people of such different ages hang out. it would've stretched to 28 if brad was there. but thankfully him, tim 20 and dawson 19 did not come see miss congeniality 2. my goodness that would have been bad.

but it was fun to hang out with a bunch of fun people.

making babies smile is one of the coolest things

Taken by Debs

How deep the Father’s love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

good times good times

i don't even use that saying.

debbie and tamara came and visited me in the office. that was fun. then tamara drove us to westfield. i think the walk to her parked car from the office was further than if we'd actually walked to westfield. we ventured into unchartered parking areas - they should have remained unchartered. it took forever to find a spot. but hoorah for tamara and debbie.

i went to the bank. the teller man was friendly.

i saw a nice necklace in bay swiss i wanted to buy.

then i had lunch with david. that was fun. i like david. that was our first lunch together. i'm not a wuss bag! yay!

i pottered around doing work. i opened the cafe.

i returned to westfield, to buy the necklace, and ran into erin on my way back. we spent an hour talking on the bridge at the station. i like erin. so much. i miss her. i should have had her on yesterday's list. i liked her hair today.

i visited the cafe. it was all very exciting and loud and energetic.

now i'm home. and what's fun is that i get to see howie tonight. i like howie.

and apparently every boy in our church has had a crush on a gower girl. that's according to sam tannen. yeh, fess up guys. how funny (and how incredibly untrue).

everyone left my house just as i came home just before. they all drove away. it was sad coz debbie didn't recognise me waving madly at her as i passed her. mumma did. i made sure i waved extra hard for her. so that's good.

hang on, now they're both home. this is weird... what's going on... aah detective work done. debbie's car is in for service so she drove there, and mum drove their too to give debbie a lift home. that's nice. you all needed to know that.

today is maundy thursday. tomorrow is good friday. is saturday called easter saturday? then easter sunday. and holiday monday (easter monday?). so many adjectives. i don't quite feel that i'm connected with easter just yet. i am feeling very self-indulgent. which means i don't feel very connected to God. i said to Him this morning that i need to be. especially at easter. but thinking about that, i shouldn't say especially. coz i should always be connected, and i shouldn't need a 'special' event to spur me on. and i'm sure there's a difference between feeling and being. but not feeling is so hard. feel. feel. feel. i hate that feelings dictate me so much sometimes. it's sucky. argh.

i want a nice happy place. calm blue ocean clam blue ocean calm blue ocean.

i was talking to a market research lady on the phone last night. i think her name was lyn. she was calling from brisbane. she asked me lots of questions about petrol. she also asked me what i do, as part of the questions. i said i'm a youthworker. she said "oh, wow you must be patient. do you find it rewarding? or frustrating?". i told her a little of both. when i'm in the frustrated part (like now), it's easy to miss the rewarding part. the God bits. probably because i don't want to find them. woe is me and waa waa waa take over. not that the rewarding is what it's about. coz it's not meant to be about me. but those are the bits that often keep you going when chucking it in would be so much nicer.

i need to listen to more helpful music. i've been avoiding worship music. just coz i've been enjoying everclear mostly. but i've found recently though that i don't know if i agree with just listening to worship music, for me i mean. it just washes over me. because i'm doing other stuff, or just absentmindedly singing along not thinking at all about what i'm singing. it loses it's meaning? i guess it's not bad. i could be singing along with songs that talk about violence, or drugs, or sex, or discriminate or whatever. which i guess is true with everclear. but i was just thinking.

this wasn't meant to be a fatty post. i'm impressed if you've made it to here. good job. such a ramble. thanks for listening to my rant.

ooh, i forgot. i got fun mail yesterday. a package. so excitement. it had a moose and a scarf. both very fun. and it was in a package!

in no particular order

i miss joshy
i miss liberachi
i miss hockey
i miss chuckie
i miss the old days
i miss the famous five
i miss jem
i miss short hair
i miss thirdwatch
i miss the flute
i miss solid sleep
i miss health
i miss microsoft photo editor

bler. meh. humph. and eh.

i'm tired.

it's a sad day.

i got heaps of work done today... i played with phoebe for a few hours. that was mega fun. watching her, helping her walk around, dancing the office dance, playing with computers, drawing, throwing things, tipping things out of other things. yay.
productivity for jenny - zero
productivity for bel - quite high
funness for jenny - high

annemieke is the bestest. she gave me a 'survival pack' - crunchie chocettes, milky bar with smarties (yum), lipton green tea, apple chews, raspberry sherbet thingy, giant caramello koala, french fries and that might be it. i found it this morning on the dining room table. it made my day. coz last night, all i wanted was chocolate. and this morning - there it was!

i feel lost

a few things...

i'm not quite sure if i'm into or over the quiet day/night at home stuff. i think maybe it's a fine line.

i read all of 'Area 7' yesterday. in the space of under 10 hours.

we didn't go see kaysey coz mum is sick. another day.

i'm not looking forward to the next few weeks at all.

it's sad that my home computer is broken. hopefully fixed tomorrow though? or tuesday? hopefully.

debbie and loz had glamour shots taken yesterday coz of some freeby thing. debbie looked so different in make up. she's a pretty thing.

birthday lunch for my aunt today. family meals are so funny.

i cleaned my room this morning. anyone who's seen it recently will know that is a good thing.

youth training yesterday was alrighty. tiring though. lachie is fun. nathan is hilarious.

i got nothing

many funs was the return to gap last night. i laughed very hard a lot - to the point of pain. but that's all in good fun. some fun and silly conversations.

took some photos. it's all about timing. only one i really wanted to share at the moment. but lachy will probably kill me. if that's true i would remove the photo from my blog, post mortum. it's a nice photo though. but in respect for lachy i shall not post. i might think about emailing it on request. let me know if you're interested.

but it was good fun to be back. tired but. it was a struggle getting up this morning. enough of that, i've gotta get ready for youth training this morning. maybe visiting kaysey this arvo... that would be fun!

oh i want a phoebe

don't make the same mistake as me

you know the little doobies on the side of your fingernails - the tiny slivers of skin that stick up and are so tempting to tear off ... don't bite them! don't do it! don't try to tear them off... you could end up with a massacred thumb just like me. it bled all during my meeting with steve yesterday. it's yucky. and i fear it will be abnormal the rest of my life. woe is me. i'll never be a hand model.

meanwhile thumbs are funny looking things. my joint bit is so wrinkly. i'm getting old.

i have liked an awful lot of boys in my life time. particularly during my school and early university years. i think that was my one girly trait. i wasn't much into the shopping or whatever else is girlyness. but i sure did like boys.

so much so, that this was my award at the year 10 formal...

it's all lies! if by 'lies' i actually mean truth. but i've grown up now. i just like one.

oooh i love my grandma.

i love my grandpa too.

i also love my other grandparents.

but i love my grandma

my dad just rang my mum to say that there's an offer of a one-term exchange to england. she had to ask what she's meant to say to that. he said there's also a one-year exchange. imagine my parents living in england for two/three months or a year. jealous much? oh i love england. i have no idea why. but i really really do.

two things i'm excited about this morning:

firstly, i'm excited about going to berowra for howie's physio, coz that means i get to finish reading 'temple'. i saved the end just for this morning, despite all temptation to finish it off last night. i love getting lost in books. well, specific books. oh, and i have read it before.

secondly, how fun are all you people writing about yourselves. yay.

who really reads this blog?

i completely, totally and unashamedly stole this idea from patrick. but nonetheless i am interested in who you are. so, to humour me, simply click on "comments" and answer these questions:

Name:
Age:
Location:
Website/Blog:
Why You Read This Blog:
Favorite Musicians:
Favorite Movie:
Favorite Blog:

climbing back down trees is much harder than climbing up them

things come too easily - boredom, irritation, frustration, tiredness... i want to have a solid 15 year sleep. i am willing to settle for a solid 10 hour one.

i am of recent in such a whingey mood.

i wonder if people call me jen instead of jenny because they have a friend that's a jenny that they call jen.

we didn't crash! that's exciting. i avoided the comenarra. just in case.

thanks tamara and junior for having us over. twas much fun indeedy. from dirty feet to yummy foods to red hair to pregnant bellies to sam's phone call to howie dribbling on my pants.

i like tamara and junior. i like their unit. makes me want to live not at home. but then i remember how much my mum does for me and how easy i have it, and i'd have to do all that stuff myself instead. and i'm too lazy. i mean, i will when i have to. but i'm not going to choose to now.

back to work today. not sure that anyone will be in the office. and i'm not quite sure where to begin. i think it will take a while to reorientate. and i don't feel like i really have time to waste doing that. i am worried i might have a nervous breakdown or just end up crying every day. but i'm sure i'll be fine.

mega traffic

fun is using all the tricky back ways to avoid being stuck in exceedingly heavy traffic. even if that means going to thornleigh from hornsby via mount colah.

Normanhurst - Pennant Hills Road at Dartford Road
Accident - Truck
RTA advice: There is a contra flow operation on the southbound carriageway, with 1 lane available for both directions. Northbound motorists are advised to use Lane Cove Road/ Ryde Road and Pacific Highway to access the F3 Freeway. Incident expected to last until at least 5pm.
Lanes closed: Northbound, 3 of 3
Effect: Significant Delays
Response: Police Attending
RTA Traffic Emergency Patrol Attending
TMC to Monitor
RTA Traffic Commander Attending
Heavy Tow Attending
RTA Maintenance Crew Attending
Last updated: 3:25pm 14 March 2005

my pathologist told me to go do c4.

for those in the know, that's funny.

for those not in the know, take my word for it, it's funny.

she took my blood, told me to do c4, told me not to lift anything with my right arm, and sent me on my way.

i don't know whether to trust her opinion. my arm aches much more than when the last chick took blood. i was afraid to drive properly in case my veins popped open and blood spurted everywhere.

howie and i visit tamara and junior tonight. no more car crashes for me thankyou very much. we're both broken enough thankyou.

bored = shopping = denim jacket + everclear cd + dead man walking dvd + liar liar dvd = $80

hmmmm

Psalm 127:1,2
Unless the LORD builds the house,
its builders labor in vain.
Unless the LORD watches over the city,
the watchmen stand guard in vain.

In vain you rise early
and stay up late,
toiling for food to eat-
for he grants sleep to those he loves.

meh

i really should clean my room. there are more clothes on my couch than in my wardrobe. for all the organisedness i like to be, i don't think i really am a neat and tidy and organised person when it comes down to it. my bedroom is a continual indictor of that. i'm glad my mother isn't a clean room nazi like other mothers i know. i'm such a procrastinator. i'll probably end up reading or something to avoid putting clothes away and dusting.

another riveting saturday evening. i just finished reading "contest" - love my matthew reilly books. i might go to bed soon. i haven't slept well the last few nights. i'm tired. and headachy.

tomorrow is sunday. i still don't like 4pm on sundays.

i love ez. she is one of the most beautiful, caring and godly women to walk this planet. beautiful.

i was thinking about this verse...

Matthew 16:26
What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul?

i was thinking what my 'whole world' would be. i don't know that i came up with any conclusions. but it's interesting to think about what things would challenge God in my life. He should be number 1. but i know that most of the time, in practice, jenny is still number 1. but that's what i have to give. i have to give up jenny being number 1. coz that spot doesn't belong to me if i claim to be His.

1 John 1:5-10
This is the message we have heard from him and declare to you: God is light; in him there is no darkness at all. If we claim to have fellowship with him yet walk in the darkness, we lie and do not live by the truth. But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin.

If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. If we claim we have not sinned, we make him out to be a liar and his word has no place in our lives.

i don't want the darkness. i want the light.

tangent... when do you use 'practice' and when do you use 'practise'?

what do people think of the name 'asteroid' for ATD? i am seeking a third opinion. more opinions also welcome.

well, for those of you who've been sending me text messages asking after howie's health (of which i don't think any of you actually read my blog) he doesn't have glandular fever... currently. but he has had it recently, and he probably gave it to me. so his body is just sick trying to fight off the throat infection and lung infection. not to mention whatever his gut is doing. but apparently it's unusual to have two different infections at the same time. so, well played howie.

in other health related news, rumor has it i might be utilising the services of a physiotherapist friend in the not too distant future. i don't think it's good if i can't sleep well coz my back, neck and shoulders all hurt.

best thing about the RTA: pushing a button when you walk in the door.

best thing about the RTA at 8:30am: walking in, pushing the button, sitting down, my number called as i sit, done and done.

i'm never going to the RTA after 10am again!

NB. for mike - the RTA is the Roads & Traffic Authority in New South Wales

some things about going back to work excite me. like seeing kiddiewinkles i haven't seen for a few weeks. fun was seeing some kiddies tonight at westfield. and i remembered that i like our young people - not that i'd forgotten!

other things don't excite me. stress doesn't excite me. worry doesn't excite me. deadlines don't excite me. frustration doesn't excite me. tiredness doesn't excite me. busyness doesn't excite me. who i am when i'm stressed doesn't excite me.

but kiddies are fun.

CAR!

jem moved to camperdown. so far away.

so today was a little more eventful. i even got out of the house! wow!

i had a doctor appointment this morning - blood test on monday. then sat around for a while watching return of the king cast commentary. i picked up howie and took him to his physio appointment at berowra. i sat under a tree while he was there. it was nice to be outside. then we sat around at my house after that... he got bored by return of the king. so we stopped watching that. it's sad lord of the rings bores howie. very sad.

anyway, just sat around with various members of my family. i like how howie gets along with my family. it's nice. bit scary sometimes, but nice.

some dinner.

and then i drove him back to asquith.

tomorrow i get my own car. that is fun. independence again. well, when i want it. or need it.

cityrail even dogs me in my dreams! hoorah for car tomorrow.

welcome to the world...

Kaysey Jane Gardiner

born 6:50am... she's 13 hours old! a baby girl to my cousin mel and ben... yay! nat and jo are aunts!

happy day of birth kaysey

so sleepy...

i was thinking this morning, as the postie motorbiked down and up our street, that the noise of the postie coming is one of the most exciting in my life at the moment. it was as well while i was at uni. and while i was in year 12... he brings hope.

had God-moment dream last night. that was cool. in a painful way. like it wasn't a happy moment, but a good one. God's been poking me i think recently. and i'm sick of me refusing to be changed. all i need is Him, but i'll often grab at everything else under the sun to try avoid Him. which is stupid. but seems that's often how we humans work. stupidly.

i don't want to give up looking for Him. i don't want to be content with knowing 'enough'. i don't want my life to be second rate. and if it is, surely it affects those around me?! who knows. well, God does. so here it is, a big ol' kick up my bum. wham.

You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.
-Jeremiah 29:13

tomorrow is tuesday. what shall i do? oh yeh, more sitting around. yesssss. good night.

i love chuckie. how fun is msn when it's with someone a million miles away. chuck's in canada at the moment, and for another up to four years! she would have to be one of my favourite people in the world. i think she's up there for lots of people actually. coz she's so tops. she was my youth leader 'back in the day' - 'good times, good times'. so hoorah chuckie holmes. you're 'awesome'. hehe.

i miss people. not necessarily particular people (although i do), but just people. life. but at the same time, i'm scared of having to integrate back into 'life'. i feel like such a hermit.

if i'm asleep more, i'm awake less. i'd like that.

my eating habits have gone to the dogs recently. so so not helpful. icecream for dinner. sure. dear oh dear.

i can't find 'clear and present danger' - every other tom clancy book in the history of ever is in the book shelf except that. boo. that's the only one i want. it was too recent ago that i read all my matthew reilly books. hmm... what else could i read. i've got to find something or otherwise i fear my brain will start eating itself out of boredom.

all this time, and i don't know that i'm spending it wisely.

but oh boy, 'friends' outtakes make me laugh. laughing is good. i like laughing.

pretty exciting saturday night at home... in amongst all the excitingness, trying to come up with name for car... with number plate letters of ATD.

the idea with naming cars in our family is number plate letters, so we've had:

Sabotage - SBT
Woofa - WFA (that one's a bit stupid)
Wemmick (Wemmiq) - WMQ

so ATD... hmmm... mum's come up with attitude, astrid (but that's a girls name) and astound. she came in, said "how about astound?" and then said "i'll keep trying" and walked out. hehe. she's so cute.

any ideas?

hehehe... thanks gareth

its no we like the moon, but try the badger song. got a few giggles out of me.

blah blah blah

i was reading an article in the good weekend about giftedness in children. it was interesting. got me thinking about my schooling. for me, school wasn't anything particularly exciting nor horrible. but those sort of labels were thrown around. and i wonder how that affected me and my friends. perhaps, how it still affects us and might for the rest of ever.

i think i enjoyed most of my primary school experience. i had lots of friends and was good at and enjoyed academic stuff, sport stuff, dance, drama, arty stuff etc etc. lardy da.

i think i enjoyed bits of highschool. year 11 sucked. like really really. but you get that. year 7 and 9 were ok. bit of the daunting i guess with new place, new people, and being "different". but at least there were a bunch of us in the same boat as 'ALs'. and i remember there were plenty of good times. i think years 7 and 9 was when i started becoming much more shy though. i didn't like dance or drama or arty stuff anymore. i didn't like giving speeches anymore. i didn't like being up the front or the centre of attention. primary school was a totally different story to that.

year 10 - meh, i sucked bad academically, but i loved my sport so that's ok. got to go places with sport. got told off about my grades - the threat of losing scholarship etc etc. good fun. year 11, well i wanted to die. so that wasn't much fun. year 12 was fine. good fun in many cases. who cared about the hsc. probably most of my friends, my parents, and my teachers. not me!

uni. whatever. finished it. enjoyed my last year. meh.

then i was thinking about the whole "best time of your life" thing. school was so not that. i don't know why people even say that. what a horrible thing to say to people in high school - "it's not gonna get any better than this" - pfft. what a lie. i remember being told that in school. maybe people don't say that anymore. or only said it to us. sure there's things i miss about being at school. or being at uni (ie. that 3 month holiday over summer, oh yehhhhh). but you gotta grow up. as unfortunate as that might seem sometimes. i don't think i've grown up much. i guess a bit. i think i probably went backwards for a while. but that's life isn't it. ups and downs and in-betweens.

anyway, formal education is an interesting thing isn't it.

this is my new car. i pick it up thursday.

i am tired. two hours at a car dealership takes it out of you.

only thing that sucks - i'm now stuck in a four year warranty at the dealership. grrr.... i was so excited that i only had a year and half left of my warranty with wemmick. then it was gonna be epping motors!!! but now i'm back to four years! blerk. stupid car crash.

four years. that's ages. i wonder what life will be like in four years. crazy.

you guessed it... return of the king

i might get a new (used) car tomorrow. i haven't seen it yet. my parents have. i trust their opinion. but we'll see. not that it matters, coz i can't drive it anywhere at the moment.

bel's right. even glandular fever isn't bad enough for me to watch any of the star wars films.

today is two towers day. just the film. no commentary.

hands up who has glandular fever...

*jenny raises hand*

goodo

now what?

ooooh aaaah

yay for visitors

i shall echo tamara... yay for visitors. steve was just over. i like steve. very much.

and my grandparents are over for lunch too. and then debbie came home. well, she's not a visitor, but i like debbie.

i rang for results, but not til after 3:15pm will they be available. the results are there but the doctor can't look at them til after then. stay tuned.

i am blogging way too much. sorry. there isn't much else for me to do.

O Lord, You're beautiful
Your face is all I seek
For when Your eyes are on this child
Your grace abounds to me

O Lord, please light the fire
That once burned bright and clear
Replace the lamp of my first love
That burns with holy fear

sheryl, one of my supporters, just came to visit for an hour or so. thankyou God for beautiful and obedient children of yours. we spent time praying and talking. God keep teaching me humility. Keep teaching me what Your love is. Keep teaching me to trust. Thankyou that you are a healing God. Thankyou for Your sovereignty and holiness. Help me bring all thoughts captive to You. Take away doubts and fears. Help me find strength in You. Help me be faithful.

fellowship is back! yay!! at least now i can do some quality sitting around watching lord of the rings. well, i could before, but only with the other two. i've decided that this morning is fellowship - normal, no cast commentary. let it begin...

took this photo in thailand last year... isn't that reassuring!

so maybe i just had a blood test for glandular fever. goodo. that would suck. who has time to be more sick. not me. results back tomorrow arvo. maybe it's just tonsilitis. yeh. that's it. i'm fine.

9:00am appointment, not with paul. four doctor visits in two weeks. i'm not a hypocondriac!

ok, so maybe i'll call the doctor this morning.

1000 unique visits for february. how exciting. good work people.