Life, Fannishness, and Thespic Infatuation

How many pastors do you know that write encouragement e-mails to the congregation, signed off with:

And all God's people said, "Bring it!"

Yeah, me neither. :-)

( Fly-by update )

I'll post a locked medical TMI later, because it's a long good news/bad news thing.

In the meantime, I haven't had a full meal in . . . a week? And I have, more often than not, skipping one meal a day (usually lunch, since I need to take my new med with food).

I hate being on the edge of queasy all the time. And when I'm not, the thought of food makes me so. Part of it is one of the meds I'm on. And when I told him this, he was . . . happy? . . . about it. Said that's what he wanted to hear. Bzuh?

I know part of it is stress, stupidly self-inflicted stress, because it's accompanied with the elevated heart rate/edge of a panic attack that hits me when I've been put on the spot and think too much. Times like that I wish I could just turn my brain off and tune it out until it goes away. Which, you know, leads to coma-like naps in the middle of the afternoon.

On the upside, I got the first coat of color washing done on the master bath walls yesterday. Go me.

Second verse, just like the first . . .

( Medical, could be TMI. Feel free to skip )

Thank you so much to my f-listies and the thoughts and prayers sent my way. I'll get back to each of you individually. :-)

Due to the results of a pre-op blood test, my surgery was cancelled. I have a follow-up appointment next week.

We made an offer on a house. The seller accepted. I'm really scared.

( Leap from the Lion's Head )

We head back home tomorrow. We're planning to have an open house on Sunday. Thank you for your prayers.

ETA: Many thanks to kalquessa for letting me snag the icon. (I credited it in my userpix, but it occurs to me that I should give her proper props here, too.) :-)