We went out for a belated anniversary dinner tonight. I'm stuffed. It was a nice diversion even if I did have to send my steak back. (Sorry, if I'm paying $22 for a 6oz filet mignon I want the damn thing still mooing!) But they were really good about it and I scored an extra sweet potato which I took home.
Hubs has lucked out with his eye doctor. He's taking this very seriously. The specialist he's been referred to is one of the best in our area.
It's the waiting that sucks.
Thanks everyone. I'm trying to focus on other stuff. Gnomie's final chaper, the anthology and posting my story is keeping me busy. I've got stuff to do to at work today. I just don't feel like doing it. But I have to get at least some of it done. No more Googling though. That's nothing but a rabbit hole of sheer terror.
Hope you have a good day.
I think most of us who grew up with Bible stories believed in all of them for a while. I read somewhere that the Noah’s Ark story and other civilization flood stories (same region, including Atlantis) may have originated from the creation of the Medterranean Sea when the Atlantic Ocean breached the narrow gap of land between Europe and Africa and flooded the lower basin. Makes more sense to me.
I firmly believe that man created god. I also firmly believe I know the difference between enunciation and annunciation. One of those momentary brain hesitations where you pick which way to go and you choose wrong and then your editing team doesn't catch it. Lol. Oh well.
Thanks for sharing your memories. I'm sure there are so many other who have similar experiences. I know so many people who have stories of priests who were just plain nasty people. It's always best to agree to disagree. Thanks for reading!
I/we did put a lot of hours into this story. There were many times when we had conversations discussing various plots and/or actions of the characters. It's exhausting, but absolutely rewarding in the end when I/we get comments like these.
Thank you!
Finding balance when dealing with any sensitive subject matter is always like walking a tightrope. This subject is probably the skinniest rope I've balanced on yet. I almost didn't write it because I wasn't sure I could pull it off.