Tinglings

I have started reading the 24-7 prayer manual in preparation for my meeting with the vicar in two weeks. It has created some neural tingling. I am excited. I fell like this could be somethign big. I feel like my heart is in it, I want to share my enthusiasm, I want my church to take a big step and pray like never before.
Life as whole is irksome at the moment, it is difficult, I am tired and finding it hard to gain pleasure from anything. Bizarrely yesterday's Tesco shopping trip, followed by food and TV - oh yes LOST is back - was lovely. James and I snuggled on our sofa made for midgets and watched as the most annoyign TV drama ever got back underway - still with no answers!
The weekend was good. I went to the Woo Town and watched our boys beat the Falcons - the kids singing 'I'd rather be a Warrior than a bird' certainly had it right. I saw my bestest friend and did some Bridesmaid stuff including taking my oh so beautiful dress round to hers.
On Monday James and I saw Ice Age 2 - not as good as the first one but still good. Is it bad that I cried when the two mammoths got together at the end? I need to get my life sorted!
H x