Blah.

Day off. Slept in until 0900. Woke up, which is not my greatest strength. After the primal scream which happens no matter what time it is when I wake up, the pain set in. What pain, you ask? The pain of being 51 and overweight and having worked out too hard, which is usually. But I pray to God every day and think him for letting me have pain when I wake up because that means I woke up.

Then I wandered around the house for about an hour and Loni got ready for school. Then I watched a special on a cave in Mexico with giant crystals. Then I ate lunch. Then I took two naps. Then Cindy came home. Then she got on the computer. So I took another nap. Then she came out. Then Loni came home. Then I watched Doctor Who. (don't start with the jokes. I know them all.) Then we had FHE by watching AFV. Then we read in the JSH and prayed. And then Cindy went to BED and Loni and I read in the NT, OT, D&C and BOM. Then she laid on the SOFA to read some more, and I retired to the PC to do my BLOG. Oh and during AFV I rode my BIKE. I am not in Idaho, near Henry's Fork. Beautiful. Coming up on Rexburg. But I think I'll take a side trip over to Cokeville, WY. I understand it's nice this time of year. Well, not really. Summer is best.

Tomorrow I'm going to a ceremony in Union County, TN. It's a suburb area of Knoxville, but you wouldn't know it by driving through there, with the poverty, filth, and all. There are nice people there, but it's just a glimpse into the distant past and the more forlorn places of the earth. And right this moment, I'm listening to a Fleetwood Mac song called "Storms" and it's filling me with melancholy, and I see the sorrow of living in Union County.

Does music ever do that for you? I sometimes get so affected by certain music that I have to be careful about when I listen to it, such as times when I'm feeling up or down.

I am reminded of a some experiences I've had driving around southeast Tennessee. One time I was in Monroe County and I had the most distinct feeling of family and knew that some of my ancestors lived there and that I was home.

When Danny and Laurie lives in Mannassass, VA, I wanted to drive up the Bull Run Battlefield park, but when I got to the entrance, I was overcome with sorrow to the point of blackness. I broke into sobs and sat in the car and prayed to know what was happening. The Spirit told me that I was feeling the sorrow of the damned men who fought and died and murdered and raped in that war and on that battlefield.

Some months later, I returned and tried it again with the same result.

I do not go to Civil War battlefields anymore.

In fact, I just had to change the music to "Shiny Happy People" by REM, so I could be more....bouncy.

I need to get to bed.