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Today is suppose to be a day for Jared and me to hang out. He specifically requested off so that we could do something special today. We were thinking about going to the Getty museum or going for a ride on the motorcycle, but instead we are staying home. Thank you, allergies and asthma. I don't know what is blooming, but it doesn't like me. I haven't felt like this in years, I don't think. I can't breath. I have a horrible cough. My nose is stuffy. Oh joy. I don't feel bad other than that, though. I just can't breath. I guess that is an important part of living, though. I wanted to at least go to dinner or something, but Jared wants me to rest. I don't think he has ever seen my asthma act up like this before. So, instead of going out, I am at home, on the couch, with a nice cup of coffee and not doing a thing. I hope I feel better soon, though.

I wanted to go to church with my work buddy, Alyssa tomorrow. She invited me to go a couple of weeks ago, and I definitely want to try it out. The church is in Fillmore, which is a drive, but I will try it. If I can't make it tomorrow, I will go on Easter for sure. That is one thing I enjoy about my new branch. Christian people. Not, "Oh, yeah, I believe in God, but don't attend church and don't even really know what Christ is about" type of people, but true believers. Not everyone, of course, but the majority of them are Christians. Thank you, God. I needed a reminder that California is not completely a lost cause. There is some hope out there.

My coworker, Jeff, that I wrote about last time said his dad is doing much better. His lung is healing and he is being released from the hospital. He said to tell everyone thank you for praying. If he would have gone through with the surgery they wanted him to have, there is a good chance that he would not be alive now. He is up and walking around, making business calls, and ready to get back to regular life. Impressive.