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2002-08-01 - 12:12 a.m.|Rambler and a rapture and a right Tonight is my last night living in my hometown. I've realized a couple of things while packing. 1. All my lamps, except my Lite Brite, are animal-shaped. I have a rooster, a spider, a turtle, and something else I can't recall. 2. My cat isn't sure he'll be moving (he is). I said a couple. My last day of work was today. I stepped on a rusty nail that went all the way through my turquoise-and-black beaded flip flop and into my foot. I had to go home early and go to the health department for a tetanus shot. I also was afraid I was pregnant because my period was more like spots this month. And last month someone staying at my beach house stole one of my pills. I had a very expensive pregnancy test before getting the shot and I am not pregnant. Part of whatever brain ray has been aimed at me recently (dating a guy who drives a Z28 with a TV in it, listening to pop radio, moving to a town as hick as this one) has made me think about having a child. I was a little disappointed to find I was not pregnant, except for the fact that I had two boyfriends this summer and wasn't going to relish trying to figure out whose it was. Plus being pregnant would pretty much cut into my social life right now. But I had a great time last night playing dragon xylephone basketball (don't ask) with my four-year-old nephew. So maybe in a year or two I can have one of my own. Have I mentioned to you all that my nephew is named Bubba? I also have an uncle named Bubba. I drive a truck, listen to country music, and am the daughter of a civil war reenactor. But these are only parts of my personality. Anyway, I was out on the back porch just now smoking a cigarette and thinking about my personal lack of patio furniture when I began to pray for certain things to come into my life. And the voice came through very loudly, and it said, "Put out that cigarette." So I did. And threw the rest away. Now, I throw away about a pack of cigarettes a week, and when I smoke, I don't just puff a little, I smoke Marlboro Reds. So if anyone would like to share a success story, please write to me. Otherwise, I'm going on the gum.
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