Dancing with the King of the Ages!

About two months ago, an email went out at work. It went something like this on a Friday afternoon, "I (being my boss' boss...) am looking for a list of volunteers who would go to the Philippines for three months. There would be no time to come home for a break during this time. I need an answer to give to the Company by Monday." Being the somewhat reluctant traveler that I am (NOT!) my response was "something" like this... "I'LL GO!!! When is it?" Unknown to be was the fact I had accidentally hit respond to all, so every manager and every senior, saw how "un"willing I was to go... That was Easter weekend. I told my family, got all excited about the possibility, and moved on. Again, being the "reluctant" traveler that I am, I didn't get online and look at flights to the Philippines and I didn't try to find where I would be located. Of course I didn't look up World Venture Missionaries in the off chance that I...

Getting hit by a car while riding your bike, hurts. Yep, there it is, I know, quite a shocker to all of you. As you have now probably deduced, using exceptionally good deductive skills I must say, I got hit today. I okay, as I'm able to write this post, but in lots of pain. One of my very first posts was about Stess getting hit by a car while riding a bike. I didn't expect to ever write one of my own, however, today marks the day of my first official bike accident. I was crossing the street today and the car didn't see me and turned left. She hit me just about in the middle of the road. I saw it coming but couldn't do anything to stop it. As I was flying in the air I saw my bike in front of me and other cars coming up, however they all saw it coming too, so no other accidents were caused. The paramedics came right away but I declined to go to the hospital. My Uncle was able to come and pick me up; my bike is not working right now. I did go to immediate care, ho...