Labor Laws and Church Attendance

I've been trying to get this blog up and running for a while with the intention that I can then delete my myspace account, since the blog feature is largely what I use. I guess I could keep a private diary...but isn't it always more fun when other people throw in their opinions on your own private thoughts? When it happens in your head it's psychosis...on paper (or screen) it's blogging. Go figure.

So, I'm not at work yet because our collective departments have an event tonight and working rules say I can't work more than eleven hours a day. Pansies. So I'm sitting here in my robe doing pointless blog surfing and thought, "Hey! I have one of these too!"

My mommy says I'm smart. And easily distracted by shiny objects.

Michael and I have finally found a church we're going to commit to: The Flipside. The name's a little dorky, I know. But we are now flipsidians...which is hilarious. It's way out in the industrial complexes of Rancho Cucamonga, but we drive by about three Starbucks and Coffee Beans on the way there, so I'm cool with it. The people are super friendly, the music is different...but not too bad, and the pastor is awesome. It's not the same as what we had...but it works for now. We'll be heading out Santa Fe way in about three years, so it's a moderately short-term location.

I wouldn't say the mourning period is over...just lessening in intensity. It's about time.

God is good.