hitting the hay
We didn’t have internet access at home for more than two days, so I didn’t post any new entries. I could have written at home then posted in one of Baguio City’s internet cafés, but obviously I didn’t. Or I could have written at home each day then uploaded three posts today. Nope.
I’ve had headaches for days and haven’t felt like writing. JoAnn Porter mailed to us two neat books, yet I haven’t read far in Walking With God, because I haven’t felt good. Each day I miss sleep when noise in this neighborhood wakes me early then I go to the city with Mack for hours. In afternoons I can’t nap due to noise.
We have newly-posted photos in some of the pages listed at right. If you need a password, e-mail me or Dominic. I’ll write more posts tomorrow. Now I just want to hit the hay. †