CSI Miami is my current favorite TV show for two reasons: the pretty colors and Horatio Cane.
Pretty colors: Bathed in warm yellow light, the kind and sometimes troubled investigators wear brightly colored tanks, carry vibrant orange water bottles and write in clipboards the color of emeralds.
Horatio Cane: The head tilting, complex boss guy is compassionate with female victims, tough on perpetrators, and has a knack for laying down lines with emphasis, even if they are lame. And, he always wears the same shirt. Though, unlike his team of attractive investigators, his is always dark. Oh- and he can look 35 or 60 based on the lighting. That's pretty amazing.
But... just heard that it's filmed in LA. I'm a bit shocked to tell you the truth. Do they fly to Miami for the swamp scenes or are those filmed on the back lot? And if so, where do they keep the alligators?
Monday, February 5, 2007
Instacare and the Sacrament
So this weekend we were in the Instacare because my boyfriend's incision from surgery was a bit infected. They slit it open and drained the fluid. There are now 2 cuts along the incision that we pack with gauze soaked in saline solution. It's pretty cool, actually. The cuts are about an inch deep and the doctors say they will heal from the bottom up.
I was pretty tired this weekend. After being in the Instacare for a while, we got back to my place and he had a hard time getting to sleep. At 3 am he came in my room asking for help. He'd tried to change the dressing himself and there was blood all over the bathroom. I'm not queasy, so cleaning it up only took a bit of time and then I got him all bandaged and back to bed. But Sunday morning I was a bit raw.
It was Fast Sunday, which in my church means you fast for 2 meals and pray for whatever you'd like help with. So I was fasting for help with my finances. This has been expensive... medications, doctor's visits, overdue cell phone bills. And I can tell you, the church is good. Without me saying anything, my local leader called me in to ask if I needed help dealing with this financially. He knew that I'd been shouldering much of this burden myself and he offered to help. I feel really blessed. I know the Lord is looking out for us.
It's weird, if I was reading this, I'd tell me to reconsider things. But I know this is the path for me. He is on the mend. After this surgery, all the disease is gone and we won't have to deal with it. We are happy, even with all of this swirling around us. I trust that he'll heal and be able to support me in return.
I was pretty tired this weekend. After being in the Instacare for a while, we got back to my place and he had a hard time getting to sleep. At 3 am he came in my room asking for help. He'd tried to change the dressing himself and there was blood all over the bathroom. I'm not queasy, so cleaning it up only took a bit of time and then I got him all bandaged and back to bed. But Sunday morning I was a bit raw.
It was Fast Sunday, which in my church means you fast for 2 meals and pray for whatever you'd like help with. So I was fasting for help with my finances. This has been expensive... medications, doctor's visits, overdue cell phone bills. And I can tell you, the church is good. Without me saying anything, my local leader called me in to ask if I needed help dealing with this financially. He knew that I'd been shouldering much of this burden myself and he offered to help. I feel really blessed. I know the Lord is looking out for us.
It's weird, if I was reading this, I'd tell me to reconsider things. But I know this is the path for me. He is on the mend. After this surgery, all the disease is gone and we won't have to deal with it. We are happy, even with all of this swirling around us. I trust that he'll heal and be able to support me in return.
Friday, February 2, 2007
I'm tired
I'm engaged, or almost engaged. My boyfriend/fiancee has been sick, though so we can't afford a ring. He just got out of the hospital and he won't be able to work for about another week. Here's what it's been like...
We met and fell in love. We met on myspace... funny eh? He was planning to move to where I live to go to school, was looking for roommates, and decided to flirt with the cute girls up here. I pretty much ignored him until after he moved up here. We talked a bit online, but nothing much. When he moved up here, it took us a while to meet. But after we did, we really hit it off. He fell first, expressing his love for me much before I was ready to do the same. He does wonderful things for me like driving over to my place to scrape the ice off my car windows, building me beautiful things, and even cleaning my house when I'm gone.
Things progressed well between us, but he had difficulty finding a job. It was stressful. I make plenty of money to support myself, but he was having a hard time in a new town. It just about drove me away. But, he did finally find a good job but then he got sick. Lucky for us, his new employer is flexible and understanding. The job is still there, it's just going to be a couple of weeks until he can get back to it. I know it will pass, but this really seems difficult at times.
I've been there through this while thing, hoping and praying that it will subside and we will be able to move on. He wants to be healthy and working again before he asks my dad for my hand. I want him healthy too... Most couples don't go through this kind of stress until they've been married a while. I do believe, though, that he'll come through this and we will both be happier and stronger for it. And if he doesn't, then, we'll deal with that as it happens. I'm trusting the lord here, having faith that our prayers will be answered. Having faith, btw, is much harder than it sounds.
We met and fell in love. We met on myspace... funny eh? He was planning to move to where I live to go to school, was looking for roommates, and decided to flirt with the cute girls up here. I pretty much ignored him until after he moved up here. We talked a bit online, but nothing much. When he moved up here, it took us a while to meet. But after we did, we really hit it off. He fell first, expressing his love for me much before I was ready to do the same. He does wonderful things for me like driving over to my place to scrape the ice off my car windows, building me beautiful things, and even cleaning my house when I'm gone.
Things progressed well between us, but he had difficulty finding a job. It was stressful. I make plenty of money to support myself, but he was having a hard time in a new town. It just about drove me away. But, he did finally find a good job but then he got sick. Lucky for us, his new employer is flexible and understanding. The job is still there, it's just going to be a couple of weeks until he can get back to it. I know it will pass, but this really seems difficult at times.
I've been there through this while thing, hoping and praying that it will subside and we will be able to move on. He wants to be healthy and working again before he asks my dad for my hand. I want him healthy too... Most couples don't go through this kind of stress until they've been married a while. I do believe, though, that he'll come through this and we will both be happier and stronger for it. And if he doesn't, then, we'll deal with that as it happens. I'm trusting the lord here, having faith that our prayers will be answered. Having faith, btw, is much harder than it sounds.
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