Just a Can of Hairspray

A few weeks ago, I knocked down a bird nest in progress on my tiny front porch. I’ve had chicks born on another patio in a previous apartment, and while it seems ‘cute’, the poop and noise they produce is not cute. Hence why I knocked down the most recent one.

Would you believe, that when I came home today, those dang birds had built another nest AND the momma bird was sitting in it. So much for knocking this one down.

Someone told me that there is something to it to where the birds decide to build their nest. So little birdies, I hope that you find your temporary home safe. Once you start to fly, that nest will be gone.

I never knew how important iodine was until recently. I don’t eat fish or any form of seafood. I personally think the smell is disgusting enough that it allows me to have no desire to eat it. Except maybe fish sticks with lots of ketchup.

I have been on iodine replacement therapy for almost 4 weeks now. Tuesday will be 4 weeks. I can’t believe how much energy I have. I hardly want to sleep now. I am able to work out after work and have plenty of energy to do all that I want to do there. I wake up and am not sleepy. No matter if I get 5 hours of sleep.

I am happy. I am losing weight. My hands/feet aren’t as cold anymore. I am more calm. I will continue to be on iodine instead of my doctor prescribing a daily thyroid pill. My thyroid will soon be better than ever. After my check-up on Friday, I found out that my adrenal glands were also going a little crazy. My cortisol levels were way off. My doctor believes that the iodine will help that as well.

I am interested to see how I will feel in 6 months. I’ve been hearing that I will have even more energy! MAN! What will I do with myself???

This has been a difficult week. A week full of “God, where are you?” Of course, I know he is there, but with the craziness and saddness that has happened within one week, how much more can a country continue to take?

As the country still mourns the events of April 19: Branch Davidian Compound in Waco and more importantly, the OKC federal building bombing and then April 20 remembering Colombine, now this. The massacre at Virginia Tech on Monday. Then the man who at Johnson’s Space Center took a man and woman hostage and killed the man and himself. And lastly, the Navy’s Blue Angel who died during an Air Show Saturday. It’s been one tough week. And the dealth of a Navy pilot, just hits too close to comfort for me.
And while sometimes I may question, “Are you there, God?” He never sits back and thinks, “I wonder what is going on down there?” This is my Father’s world. Oh let me never forget. That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.