POST-CHRISTMAS INSULIN SHOCK

O.K., I think I made it. The past few weeks were kind of a blur. I seem to recall something about Christmas cookies, pie, and hot cider...that's about it. Now that my blood sugar has returned to a balmy 604 (just kidding). And no Tim, you don't have to start referring to me as "Mr. Anderson" - not sure what's up with the related search thing.

Anyway, now I'm back, from outer space... ah forget it, it loses something in the typing anyway. Well, the Christmas season now over, I look back with a disappointed "hmmph". Good times, good food, good gifts (nifty thermal coffee mug in a golf bag insulated carrier...sweet), but not much in the way of nostalgia or sentiment. It seems you really never can go back home.

Mel has been sick, real sick. Surgery sick. All right before CHristmas. She's ok now, but still trying to nail down a diagnosis. Stomach issues. That's all we know. We'll get there, we just need your prayers.

We're still nowhere. Mel and her fellow singing buddies like the Nashville area....cool place, who knows. Life marches on, much the same as it has this past year. We get by, we perpetuate the program with small successes here and there for the kingdom, all seeming to be geared at keeping the committed committed. Frustration, feeling useless, all standard operating procedure; resonating with things I read in great blogs, but feeling unsure of the direction to take in thwarting these feelings. There I stood, there I stand- dancing on the line between frustration and realization. God, please direct my path...order my steps.

HE LIVES!!!

Yes, I have survived another Christmas production, much to my amazement, as I had occasion at several points to use the paper cutter to sever my own head. But here I am, only slightly the worse for wear, and ready to spend some time detoxing from my choir directing past few months.

This weekend it's just Anna and I; Mel and Aletha are visiting friends in Nashville (Brandon and Jeremy to KCC-ers), attempting to cut one of their songs in the studio where said friends have been doing their work. Anna and I have been watching a lot of Nemo, playing with dolls and stuff, and taking naps. All the good stuff. Over all, a very good Saturday.