This Is The Day The Lord Has Made

Alright, here's the thing. I've been working on the Blessed X quite a bit. I want to make it a popular place to go, but it doesn't seem to be drawing much traffic. I know my mom goes there and Mike goes there, and Idhrendur, but the rest of you...I don't know about you. Go, ask questions, help by giving us material to write on. This way, we can build a great information source. I hope you all will work with me to build it into the site I want it to be.

In other news: we went to see the poppy reserve again today--we went a few weeks ago on a motorcycle ride--and to my surprise, it had apparently changed to the fox-tail reserve, because there were almost no poppies to speak of. It was very disappointing. It was a fun trip anyway however, because I love the heck out of my in-laws Bonnie and Jim. It was great to spend time with them.

I jogged today when we got home. I actually pushed myself very hard. It got to the point where I was very out of breath, but I pushed myself around a cul-de-sac. It wasn't just any cul-de-sac however, it was a climb up a very steep hill and back down. I didn't think I was going to make it, but I did, and since I made it, though I was breathing asthmatically, I decided to push myself even harder and make the jog all the way back to my house, bypassing my normal warmdown point.

I felt as though I was about to pass out when I jogged up my drive way and onto my porch. I walked to the front door, knocked, and when Maggie answered I had her come outside with me for a little bit of a walk around the neighborhood for my warmdown. I was quite proud of myself for having done so well, but I began to break out in a cough that escalated as the night went on. Unfortunately, I think I pushed myself a little too hard. Next time I'll stop a little sooner to save myself from the choking feeling that overcame me.

I experimented with my dinner tonight. We decided to be informal. Maggs ate cereal and I made scrambled eggs. I didn't make normal scrambled eggs though...I took a little oil (I found out that it was too much), a little worschtishire sauce, a little lemon juice, a little mustard, a little pepper, some parsley, and some ground garlic and mixed it all in with my eggs. They turned out very tasty, but with a weird consistency. They had the appearance of yellow grits. It didn't phase me much. I had them with toast and they were good.

Now I'm lying in bed typing away on my laptop. I just decided to share a little about my day. I should go to sleep now. G'night all.

The Blessed X

Ladies and Gentlemen! We have a new atracción! The Blessed X Website. Check it out. I plan to build, with the help of a few others, a site filled with questions and answers to any question concerning the faith. We've got a few posts already and are planning on much much more. I want to make the archives searchable so that people who have a specific question that has already been answered can search the database of prior posts to find their answer. Anyway, go, visit, have fun. Ask questions. Post comments. Tell your friends, neighbors, and enemies. Let's make this website come alive with debate, conversation, and the breath of God.

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