I forgot to mention that Jeremiah called the other day, and it looks like our cruise is going to be next to impossible to do. Smaller ship = less rooms, so everyone goes on standby, and that's no good. No way we could both get off work AND get plane tickets on 24 hours notice.

But on the flip side, Dana and Laura have invited us down to stay with them and go to the beach for a few days. (This includes drunken skinny-dipping at night, which apparently I am now famous for. Oi) So Corrie, I'm calling you tomorrow providing I can find your work number again, ha!

I'll close for the night with some feel-good lyrics for a friend that I think might be hurting right now:

"If I don't kid myself
if I don't care about a thing
would I be light enough to fly?
And if I just rid myself
the weight of memories and doubts
would I be light enough to fly?
If the world was flat would you jump off?
I think I'd float down like a feather
she lights the stars in the sky
you know, angels can see them clear
through foul weather.
And when the race ends
well we all fall down
safe and sound.
30 days
She wakes up
and I'm caught staring again
She asks me
"What did you dream?"
I haven't stopped and isn't this part of it?
As we lay rivers where once were streams.
And when the race ends
well we all fall down
safe and sound.
If we lost our way
would we trade it now?
For the way we found
the ground
and how
30 days
without the sun
30 days
just a little scared of what might become
and we're home when we're together
home when we're together
we are home when we're together
30 days."
- Jimmmie's Chicken Shack, "30 Days"