just when I thought I could get off the couch

Okay, the good news is my ankles seem to be pretty well healed. The bad news is I was back at the clinic last night. I wasn't feeling that well on Sunday, so I stayed home from church in the evening. Then Jason found me passed out on the kitchen floor on Monday, and I was really lightheaded for the rest of the day. So we went to the clinic last night, and it turns out I'm anemic. I've been ordered on a diet of red meat and salt (no complaints here!), and as long as I get lots of rest this week (ie pretty much stay in bed), I should be fine. Just when I thought I could get off the couch, I've been ordered back to a life of boredom. Sitting doesn't exactly come naturally to me. I'm guessing this is another one of God's little lessons about taking time to rest. Great.

the masked marauder

so i'm sitting at the computer the other night, minding my own business, my cats at my feet, when i hear a noise from the other side of the room. i peer around the couch and i see, just inside my back door, a raccoon. inside my house. i had left the back door open so my cats could come in, and apparently he followed, hoping for some food. now, having heard a raccoon kill a dog (a rather unpleasant experience, i assure you), i'm well aware that they're not the nicest animals, and he's much bigger than my cats (not to mention the fact that he's also much bigger than my feet, which i would prefer not to have claw marks on). he backed away a bit when he saw me, and I started yelling at him and making as much noise as I could, and he finally went outside far enough for me to close the door. now, you should know that one of my cats is very much an outdoor cat and doesn't like being in the house, especially when she's scared. so she's completely freaking out about the fact that i closed the door, meowing with the greatest of gusto, begging me to let her outside. and the raccoon refuses to leave. so now the evening becomes a little more ridiculous. i'm hucking everything i can at this stupid raccoon to try to get it to leave--a tin can, a big metal watering can, a couple of shoes (sorry dad, hope you didn't like those ones too much). i have to say, he wasn't too impressed by my efforts (after being hit with the watering can he started rolling it around and playing with it). finally he got bored and left. for the rest of the night, everything i saw out of the corner of my eye looked like a raccoon ready to pounce on me. the masked marauder has bested me once again.

yeah, i know it's been awhile

yes, i am still breathing, though my old harddrive is not, which is why you haven't heard from me in awhile. my harddrive was wiped/fried/every-bad-computer-thing-you-can-think-of last week (thankfully i had pretty well everything backed up). hopefully this new harddrive will be in good working order and won't try to make me cry like the last one did.

you know, it's odd. there have been a lot of things going wrong lately. my harddrive was wiped, i've been on either crutches or a cane for a month, which means i haven't been able to do much of anything but sit on the couch and watch mary tyler moore, my family went to Ukraine and left me here by myself for six weeks--you wouldn't think that it's the best way to spend a summer. and yet, so far, this has been the best summer i can remember. i can't remember when i've been in a better mood for this long, and i am having so much fun doing nothing. life is good.