As I’m winding down for the night, I was thinking that today was a really good day. That was a bit of a surprise to me. My mom didn’t feel up to driving to church, so the three of us–she, my daughter, and I, had a church service at home. We sang several of our favorite songs, served each other communion, and read from a devotional book. We then spent a solid 30 minutes discussing our thoughts and questions about what we’d just read. Finally, we prayed together. I felt such peace and contentment after that.

The movies that we watched were a mixed bag. I liked Miss Congeniality pretty well. Rush Hour 2 was boring to me, and I left after a third of it had played. I just couldn’t get into it.

I spent a lot of time today working on some scripts for a messaging program and am really pleased with the results. I thought I’d take twice as long as I have to get this far. The next part is the hardest, but I feel fairly confident about being able to finish.

I have continued to chat with S. over the past week and am really enjoying getting to know him. He sure keeps me on my toes though, and I like that too. My daughter likes him too and has started asking me how he is in the evenings.

I bought some new conditioner for my hair and hope that it will bring some of the shine back. My hair is more dry and brittle than usual lately. The medication I take seems to give newly grown hair a more dull appearance, and I don’t like that. I hope I can find a way to counteract it. If not, there’s always Miss Clairol. Sometimes happiness can come from a bottle–of hair color that is.

Good night.