Ahhh...

He's better. Thank goodness!

My husband is right now making lavender essential oil with a contraption he's been working on for a while.  He's doing a beautiful job of it.  He has a lot of stuff that has come out of the lavender.  Now whether or not it's all oil is the question.  I think it's mostly hydrasol.  I don't know what that is.  That's just what Dusty said.  It smelled really good and lavendery in here at first, but now it just smells like really bad air freshener.  Really bad. 

I struggled a lot with my emotions last night.  I desperately want to be in Peoria in a couple of weeks and I can't be there.  I want to be with my parents, and mainly my dad, during the time he's in the hospital.  It's not awkward for me to stay a couple of hours.  It would be awkward for others to stay over 20 minutes.  There's so much more I could say about this, but I won't discuss it any more just to keep away from stepping over the line of saying too much.  I have a tendency to do that, as opposed to saying not enough.  Surprised?

So at the risk of saying more than I should, I'll stop.  I just want to say, I really think maybe I need to have a private journal instead of, or maybe in addition to, a public blog.  I really want to publish things about my daily life and things I think, but being transparent is impossible on this blog.  Hm...