We Meet Again

10 Signs Your Stress and Anxiety are Getting Out of Control:

1. Headaches, headaches, headaches
2. Change in appetite (I can't stop eating or I won't eat anything; usually, it's the former, but not long ago I lost 15 lbs. because I was too bloated and nauseous to eat for a couple of months)
3. Random crying
4. You know that feeling you get in your stomach right as you get up to make a speech? That feeling, for 24 hours a day. It's unbearable.
5. Twitching
6. Heartburn
7. Insomnia, arguably the worst of the list.
8. Skipped heartbeats (palpitations)
9. Bitten nails and picked fingers
10. Constantly taking deep breaths...

Another dip in the rollercoaster of life, I guess.

Brian McLaren + Tuna

David and I are going to Goshen College (a Mennonite college) on May 9/10th to see Brian McLaren speak about his book, "Everything Must Change."

We confess that neither of us has actually read the book, but I've done a lot of internet reading about him, if that counts for anything. He's part of the emergent church movement, and a board member of Sojourners. I'm really looking forward to communicating with others about his message, whether or not we agree with him, and whether or not we may agree with each other. It's always enjoyable to me to hear others' viewpoints about religion.

Oh, and the tuna? David made some really great tuna steaks for us last night and I just had to mention it. And we finally drank a non-cheapo wine with dinner.

Let Me Rest

I just did not want to get out of bed this morning. Our clock is turned away from the bed, and I thought for sure that I had slept for 12+ hours, but it was only 9 AM when we got out of bed. Sprinkles kept sleeping. Her latest fad is to sleep on the stack of clean towels I keep in the guest bathroom cabinet.

I just finished reading Beautiful Boy. It was pretty good, though awfully depressing.

I love drugs and drug culture.

I want to do lots of drugs. I would never, of course, but the curiosity is still there. I just love the idea of manipulating my body with chemicals. It's a neat thing. And scary.

Has It Been a Week Already?

Time flies when you're not blogging.

We made it down to Tampa, FL in one piece and very tired from our 7:00 AM flight. It was so great to see my grandparents and my aunts and uncles, some of which I haven't seen in years.

The weather didn't turn out to be as Floridian as we had hoped, but I still ended up with a sunburn and some sand in my camera and sneakers, so what else can I ask for?

Work has been ultra rough on me lately, so I don't feel like talking about it or any other things, for that matter. Instead, digest these pictures.

Us, on Lido Beach before the wedding:


SURPRISE! A stolen photograph of David:


Our pear tree is blossoming!


Me and Mr. Pear Tree, for posterity:


Some brilliantly-colored hyacinths (we think???), the fruits of some of the bulbs we planted last Fall:


Some unidentified, yet-to-flower bulb things:


Dave, chemically guarding the house from the swarm of insectazoids and spidertrons that will soon invade:

I'm Still a Dog Person, Though

One year and a day ago, we were merely Corn. One year ago, we became Corn and Sprinkles.

Thanks to her, we look forward to more dive-bomb ankle attacks, random barf on the carpet, fur in my bathrobe, bits and pieces of cardboard strewn about, and having our bladders stepped on as we lie in bed in the morning. :)