i’m sitting in randy’s office now, where the stereo is, and because the speakers are in here, it’s VERY VERY LOUD in this room. i cannot even hear my thoughts at all, so you can imagine how difficult it is to try to type coherently.
the party is going well, but i suddenly got tired of standing up and talking. tired of both things, the standing up, and the talking. perhaps if i was sitting down and talking. or standing and being quiet.
i haven’t gained five more pounds tonight, at least.
maybe only two. or perhaps four.
christine called me today! i was very happy to hear from her, but then horrified to hear her story…on friday night she went to a wedding with her boyfriend tom, somewhere in the mountains over denver, in a snowstorm. on their way home the snow had stopped but they ran into a patch of black ice…and the truck spun out of control…and flipped completely over.
and they weren’t wearing seat belts.
it chills me to think about it.
they were unscathed. a few bruises, some sore muscles, christine’s lips were split. but how was it possible that they weren’t killed, crushed by the truck?
a christmas miracle.
she said that they just sat there after it happened, stunned. she finally called her sister to come pick them up, but then all the paramedics and everybody arrived. they didn’t have to go to the hospital or anything. they spent the night at her sister’s house and now she doesn’t feel like being in a car at all.
i can understand that.
i’m just so happy that the miracle happened.
stuff like this makes you think about things. the importance of things. what matters in life.
ok, my chief desire now is to sleep through the night tonight.
goodnight,
one day till xmas grace.