Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

The last week has been non-stop rain. I'm sure it'll get exhausting, but as of right now, it's just a nuisance and interesting to watch.

The rain is combined with rain in excess of 40 mph, and up to 60 by the shore. The water is usually falling at a 45 degree angle...it's so intense. I've never seen anything like it. No one here uses umbrellas, because they'll just get blown inside out and, really, how do you protect your ribs from water?

At night, I wake up to a slight sway. Instinctively, I think that it's an earthquake (previously living so close to the San Andreas fault and all). Then, I realize it's the wind pushing my old church side to side. Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea, house of mine. And please don't crumble around me.

I started going to the gym again this week. I'm pretty happy with my fitness level; I'm not as atrophied as I thought I'd be after a year of no concentrated training. A side perk is that there's a Biggest Loser competition at work that I'd love to win, but just losing these last 20 lbs would be a monumental success for me. It's going to span three months, so hopefully I'll be able to gain the speed and get it done.

I'm exhausted today. I barely slept last night; one of my best friend's, Jessica, who's pregnant with my goddaughter in Phoenix, was t-boned at an intersection last night when someone decided to not notice the red light. Her and Evey are okay, thank God, but it induced contractions and they had to rush her to an OB Trauma hospital downtown to make sure she was okay. I was so freaked and stressed, and still am. It's glaringly staring me in the face that I went from being 4 hours away to 16 hours away, and I'm so scared that I won't be able to be there for the birth or to support her before she has to undergo whatever comes.

I'm emotionally exhausted and physically drained. I'm going to watch a movie and sleep.

We'll catch up again soon. If I'm not flooded out of my house.