I am a registered voter. For the first time in my life. Last election I made a deal with God that if he would let me live until the next presidential election, I would actually vote. I'm not sure if God really cares if I vote or not...

Yesterday was beautiful, wasn't it? Sunshine, warm air, cheerful Christmas music. And a little Horatio Hornblower to top off the evening. Nothing like Horatio to make me happy.

I'm in love with being in love. Not in love with anybody per se, but would like to be. Tis the season I suppose.

I listened to some Bulgarian National Radio this morning. Ah memories. If only they didn't talk so fast, I might have been able to give you the news from BG.

I love my Ecclesiastical leader (i.e. bishop). I had a talk with him, and without my even telling him about the problems and feelings I've been having, he just knew. He told me that I have a good heart, and that I'm trying. And that God knows that I'm trying.

If it's enough for him and God, I guess that means I don't have the right to keep beating myself over the head for my entourage of sins. Easier said than done, eh?

Song playing on my life soundtrack: If Wishes Were Changes, Nanci Griffith

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