LOVE!!!

Flare-ups seem to run in cycles for me. I haven't had a hard one in a couple of years, but once they start, they are like migraines and they cluster for a few months, then go away again for a while. Usually mine manifests more in the severe hearing disruption arena; if it gets into the balance stuff, it's pretty major. I've only ever had it that bad a couple of times. Hope your verti-goes-away. :) Like, now.

Do you have Meniere's Disease? I do. Flare-ups are wholly debilitating. Regardless, I am so so so so sorry, dear one. I will pray for you if that's okay.

That is lovely, dear one! If it were in MY size, I'd wear it. :) Of course, I'm an art teacher, so I don't think anyone would think I was strange. The physics teacher might get some odd looks, but I wouldn't.

Usually that's stray bits of coagulated protein. It tends to be sticky and thus collect all the bits and flecks of stuff floating around in there.

My older daughter (now fifteen) used to wear her hair in one of those little topknot ponytails when she was four. She hid under a table with her little sister and cut all the fringe hair to the scalp, leaving just the topknot, and handed the hanks of hair to her sister to hold. It was just lovely. I know how you feel.

That's quite an impressive stack job if it's not somehow subtly affixed internally (which appears to be the case)... obviously that's one of the artist's points here. But that also means the air flow in the room had better be well-controlled, eh? A gusty A/C vent would be, er, an unfortunate result of Chance. [grin]

I find Louis' Untitled from 1956 to be the most compelling, personally. I'd like to see it in its full size, to experience it fully. I have to wonder if it's oriented in the direction Louis intended it to be, but the enormous dark mass on the right center (as it's pictured) really sucks me in, despite my desire to flit around to the brighter colors.

When my kids were really little, we just made a point never to take them to the store during the month of October, period. It was horrifying to them and they would have nightmares for days afterward...

Still up for a fight, eh? Not dead yet?

Dangit. I scored 113. I'm going to have to try again... I don't like to be bested. :)

Hear, hear. At the darkest moments of my Walk in The Way, his music has been my soundtrack and has kept me tethered, however frailly, to the Master. Thanks, Rich. And thanks, Brant, for reminding me.

Holy cats. I'm closing my blinds NOW.

I think your notion of "rest" is partially accurate, but in my opinion it extends to "resting from your attempts to redeem yourself," if that makes sense. Stop trying to make yourself pleasing to God all on your own; it's been done for you, so chillax already. :) The peace that surrounds you like Pigpen's Cloud is palpable, and people who don't have it can tell when they see it. They don't understand it, but they recognize it.

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