writing, smoking and beef

ok, talk about inspiration day! dropped the gaffer off, hit the coffee shop, sat down and wrote...for 3 hours straight. granted i only wrote 7 pages, but still, that's pretty good. funniest thing getting a brilliant idea for a kids' book when it wasn't even in mind. not complaining, at all. had to call B for some ideas and was given a good name for the antagonist. then my friend S showed up and we really really talked. man she blows me away with her bravery and her dedication to God. we discovered some cool truths that we hadn't really been thinking of before and came to a cool idea that we're going to work on. then the lady with the husband who beat her then left her came over with her daughter. we spoke for a bit. she was pleased because she was graduating that night. she said she'd see me next tuesday morning as that usually is when i go. then one of the barristas came over and just sat down with us. very strange. i couldn't figure out what he wanted. he just started talking, so we talked back. then at the end of the conversation, he said, i'm going for a smoke before i go back. and S grabbed his hand and made him sit back down and said, 'how long have you been smoking?' and he said 'about a year'. and then she said, 'promise me you're going to quit. in 30 days, you're going to quit. promise me' and of course he said, 'i promise' but you could tell he was uncomfortable. i was actually a tad uncomfortable because she was being so blunt. she said 'smoking gives you lung cancer and you don't want cancer.' then she looked at me and i said, 'tell him' and she looked at him again and said' i had cancer two years ago and i'm still recovering. it sucks. i would wait in the cancer center and people there with cancer were still smoking. stop smoking' then she gave him her yellow cancer bracelet and he left. she looked at me and said' i couldn't not say anything'.
and i was so proud of her. so proud that she would say something. i wanted to stand up on the table and say 'hey! this is my friend!' because i was so proud.

then i went home. and i started to feel funny. then rockstar hubby came home from working in the pouring rain, in a pretty foul mood because he had to keep stopping to sharpen his chainsaw. and then i started to feel really sick. i went to go get the gaffer and on the way back i was kinda nauseous. so i didn't go to homegroup last night. i dealt with my...digestive issues, and i went to bed. i feel better today though.
need to shop tomorrow. have a lot of cooking to do. ihave never bought 36 pounds of ground beef before...