Here she comes ...

Fortunately that evil cold did NOT get a hold of me.  I believe it was all exhaustion.  Tiredness.  But from what?  Rick?  Yeah, that must be it.

Got some much needed rest today, though.  NOT.

After church, after visiting Walgreen's and begging them to fill one of my regular prescriptions (even though my new medical card has not arrived yet), after running to Staples to copy some forms needed for an event at my church tonight, after finishing the sewing of my costume for tonight's event at my church, after attending a planning meeting at a Plano restaurant for our Christmas show at our church, after racing to said church for one last rehearsal, after performing in our little version of "Whose Line Is It Anyway," after accidentally getting away with my daughter's keys, after driving said keys back to my daughter so she could come home ...

          ... Rick and I sat down and watched The Miss America Pageant on TV.  Yes, that's how I rest nowadays.  But it was all good.  The show caused us to do some powerful reflecting tonight.

Rick and I were watching the Miss America pageant in St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands 25 years ago.  Yes, on our honeymoon.  And it's not what you think.  Believe it or not, that's all that was on TV.  Hurricane Hugo was bearing down on us and we knew we were doomed.  The power was in and out but somehow we managed to keep our TV on through most of the evening.  The local news stations were reporting all the severity of the situation ... and to escape the grim stories, we tried to focus on The Miss America Pageant.  It was a welcome relief to what was pounding on the walls and ceiling of our hotel room.  To some, the Miss America Pageant is fluff.  To us ... well, it has always been a reminder of a ridiculously stressful time in our lives.  And it was a very welcome thing.  And we still appreciate it to this day.

And now, I'm off to get some rest.

Maybe.

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