I swear .......

..... that God is using my life and this blog to make every single one of you grateful for your own life (and love).

And I swear this because TODAY I went to another doctor (have had a sore throat since Friday, which, by the way, made me wonder where they were putting tubes that morning ...... and have had ear problems since I got back from San Diego).  So my friend D got me in quickly to see someone today before:  A.  I changed my mind ..... and B.  I started feeling worse (which I already was).

It would seem that I have an upper respiratory infection. 

Yes, indeedy.  

Don't know why.  Don't know how.  Don't even think I'm surprised .... 

just extremely hyped up on steroids and antibiotics tonight!  

No sleep for me .... no sireeeeeeeeeeee!

See??  Aren't you just a tad bit more grateful today that you aren't me?

I would be, if I were you.

:)

But hopefully I'll feel much better in the morning.

And then get something else.

OK, I think that's all I have in me for today.  I'm tired.  I've been gone all day and just got home. 

But before I go I have to give a HUGE shout out to Dr. M ...... who started her own blog yesterday!!!!!!  THIS is her blog site so be sure to pop over there and give her big welcome to blog land!! 

I shall see you all tomorrow ..... after I go see Miss Beth Moore!

P.S.  And start thinking about your Wednesday questions

I hate this word:

Jim, me and the boys in Alaska

..... widow.
I hate it ... I really do. Why? Good question. So here's my response -- another question: What does the word "widow" bring to your mind? To mine it's someone who's much, much older than I am. Someone with whom I have nothing in common, other than the fact that we don't have our husbands. I think of a widow as someone who had her husband for at least 50 years. They had raised their children, played with their grandchildren, retired and then traveled. They enjoyed each other's company for a long, long time. Not just almost 27 years.

I don't want to be a widow, let alone be thought of as one. I wish there was another word that describes me now. Well, aside from the obvious ones: grieving, lost, not whole, hurt, surviving, etc.

Maybe I should conduct another poll --- think of another word. A word that describes my new station in life.
And good luck.

P.S. I'm supposed to post an easy recipe so here's the easiest one I know --- Peanut butter cookies ---
1 cup peanut butter
1 cup sugar
1 egg

Bake at 350 for about 15-20 minutes.

And no, you don't use flour!!

That's it. Have fun!!