I may embark on a new career. Research. It is either that or becoming a pollster. And of course the one job probably with the most job security is being a mortician. (Have you ever wondered what happens if he is the last man standing?).

Actually, I have been taking some personal notes on one specific health issue. Of late, I have been suffering from heartburn or acid reflux, or a combination of both. For a very long period of time I went without taking any antacid. I had no need. This was a relief because at one point in time I consumed them like they were tic tacs. For the past two weeks I have had major problems, but primarily at night. It is so bad that I will wake, needing to retrieve medication. What I have noticed is that my sleep position seems to affect my heartburn. Particularly if I sleep on one side.

I can or could get some relief simply by changing sides. The problem however is that I am not a comatose sleeper. When I get up, the bed covers have been thrashed about. The nurse who monitored my sleep study told me that I am the most violent sleeper she has ever seen. (No wonder I am so tired in the mornings.) I flip and flop (and probably do tricks) all through the night. One really strange thing is that I seem to turn only in one direction. Hhhhmmmmm!

I thought we might be eating too late. Or maybe my nighttime medications in combination with a late meal contributes to the problem. I don't know but I intend to find out.

Try as I might yesterday, I did not make it to the jobsite. I had trucks there, and we moved two more loads, but I personally never made it there. It was kind of like playing hooky from school. I got a lot done, but I still have a ways to go.

Last evening after I walked in the house, Krl told me she had medication refills at the pharmacy. Her anti-depressant. We might go a day without some meds but not this one. I slipped my boots back on and began the short drive.

Two weeks short of the elections, I am seeing more and more signs in yards. It would seem there are more people proclaiming support of McCain than for Obama. I don't know if the Obama camp is less likely to be sign posters or not, but yesterday I did not see one single sign. In fact if my independent survey is correct McCain should win and Obama should come in fourth. I saw four McCains, one Remax, one Senter, and zero Obama signs.

This morning there is a new poll out that says the race is tightening. Earlier in the week, other polls were reporting that Obama had stretched to a double digit lead. I guess a runaway race would not be conducive to news reporting or advertising sales.

Krl and myself are not sign people. We don't do yard signs or bumper stickers. I guess it was my upbringing. It was always a rebellious moment when Fred and I would put our parking stickers on our cars when we were in college.

The problem with bumper stickers is that you are pretty well stuck with the particular proclamation you made when you first put it on. I still see some "W" '04 stickers, and on a few vehicles maybe both an '04 and a '00. Sometimes I pull up to a light behind one of the "W" supporters and I want to walk up beside them and yank them from their vehicle and ask "What were you thinking!" Other times I pull behind them and shake my head. They don't know how lucky they are that I am a lover not a fighter. I have not given in to road rage yet, but I have wanted to give these "W" people a bump with my big grill guard and then maybe sign to them they are number 1.

O.K., enough bashing "W". We only have a few more months of our country wandering aimlessly without a leader. I wonder if anyone has told "Dumbya" he is going to have to move?

That is going to be a sad day for our country's comedians. Of course if old "pee pants" wins, or even if "Mc attack" wins, they will then become the leading fodder for comedy writers.

Pat took Memama to Dallas yesterday evening. Actually they left much earlier than usual. Most times they get off late and have to hurry. Pat is probably on a first name basis with every highway patrol between here and there. They got off mid afternoon, came to Abilene and had the oil changed in Memama's car, then they were meeting Shelby in Stephenville to eat supper before they continued their jaunt to Dallas. Pat is so very good about keeping in touch with Tj and E's kids. Especially the two oldest ones. I personally am very thankful that Pat takes the time to do that and to go with Memama and Pepa on their medical trips.

It seems that lately Memama has become a lot more independent. It seems that if her agenda doesn't agree with Pepa's it is no big deal. Pepa has not accompanied Memama on her last few jaunts to Dallas.

I had lunch with them yesterday and she asked him if she could borrow his co-op fuel card because hers was not working. He didn't make a move to get his card out. He told her he only had a half tank of gas in his pickup. It wasn't like she was going to keep it. I watched this brief exchange and reached in my pocket for my phone. I called Kelly at the co-op and asked her if she could fix Memama a new fuel card. She told me it would take about thirty seconds to scan it!

Problem fixed! Next!

Maybe I should have run for President!

Naw!

But, since Krl and I have exercised our constitutional right to vote I may mess with the neighbors a little. I may post an Obama sign one day and replace it the next with a McCain. Maybe I could fabricate a sign that says Obama on one side and McCain on the other. You know, get them coming and going! We aim to please! But then they might write me in!

You do your part. Vote!

And a blast from my blog past.

"Prayer is not a time to order GOD, but to report to him for duty" (ODB).

And with that, have a day!

FATHER, thank YOU for all the freedoms we enjoy living in this country. I ask YOUR blessings on all the residents as they cast votes making decisions about the future of our country. Thank YOU for people who want to serve in elected office. Instill in them responsibility, integrity, and accountability. I call upon YOU LORD!