| I can't tell you how nice it is to sit down and write for my own enjoyment. This summer, I have taken 15 college units and am almost finished...just 2 more weeks! Then, I'll get to enjoy having one whole week of vacation before the fall semester begins. Whew~! Something happened in the middle of all those college essays. I couldn't fall asleep at night...and then during the day I would need a nap. My hours were turned around. Finally, I went to the doctor and told him about my sleeping problems. He gave me a "professional sample" of Ambien and I have to tell you, when I saw the picture of the pill on the front of the box, I was overjoyed! Why, from the looks of the picture, these pills were the size of my palm! I was still unclear on how I would ingest such a large sleeping pill, but I had visions of making Ambien cookies and Ambien muffins. With a pill that size, I might rival the sleeping powers of Rip Van Winkle! I felt powerful. It was an insomniac's delight...until I read the fine print on the box: |
| If you ever have to take a sleeping pill, do not be misled as I was. What a disappointment! What a small, bitter pill to swallow! Really, it all turned out okay and the pill, although small, works quite well. And now that I am properly rested, I will return to updating this site regularly. I have much to tell you. On Monday, I said goodbye to my sister as she left for a new life in Louisiana. This was probably one of the most difficult things I have done and the shock of it didn't really hit me until she was pulling out of the driveway. Since we left our parents' home, we have managed to always live within 5 minutes of each other. You'd have to have a close sister who is also a best friend to understand how I felt when she was gone. Tuesday was the hardest. She and my niece had been staying with us for a week and suddenly the house was too quiet. My niece is a little ray of sunshine. Like many 3 year olds, she asks a lot of questions. One evening, Joe was lying on the floor petting the dog when she entered the room and gasped loudly. "Uncle Joe! Are you dead?" Without waiting to hear the answer, she rushed off to announce to everyone that Uncle Joe was dead in the kitchen. Another day, we took her to the store and while we were speaking to the man behind the counter, she seemed fascinated by him. Finally, she interrupted us. "Excuse me, excuse me," she asked him, "do you have legs?" She was not content until he walked from behind the counter to show her that he did indeed have legs. Such experiences give great insight into how a 3 year old reasons. During the week, I made it my goal to teach her to sing "I am the Walrus." Before she left, she gave us this rendition: "I am the legman, you're not the legman, I am the robut, koo koo ka choo." Louisiana just got a little happier. Contact me Read and sign the Guestbook Back to the Home Page at www.redbluffismytown.com |