Ever need a lift, and get one??

"Good Monday! Karen, Jay Marks calling. Congratulations, you win the good Monday phone call! You've done nothing to win it other than be super cool and be you. And, I was just thinking about you a few seconds ago, and I was like, 'You know what, I'm gonna fire up her cell phone and let her know that I'm thinking about her.' Hope you're doing great, hope school is wonderful, hope the tests aren't too hard, and the teachers are nice and Tyler treats you like the queen that you are. And, I'm looking forward to seeing you and meeting him this holiday. And, hope you have a great week. You deserve it. And remember, you are a choice daughter of God. Take care."

When I got out of my nine o'clock class this morning, that was the voicemail waiting for me on my phone.

Can I tell you that I needed it? Today has been a pretty rough, and early day. My day started around two-thirty this morning, paused between the hours of six and eight-thirty, resumed for classes-- with so many ups and downs-- from nine until two-thirty, where it paused again until almost six-thirty. Since getting up around seven, I've changed into pajamas, tried to do homework, and tried to make dinner.

So far, nothing has succeeded.

I even started a fire trying to make soup. Soup! (I thought about getting a picture, but decided that putting out the fire was more important.)

My soup dinner is finally almost ready.

I'm almost functional.

But I do want to say thanks to my mom's boyfriend, Jay, for leaving me that message this morning. I needed it. The message has stayed with me throughout the day, despite the crazy day I've had. Even now, I'm still enjoying it.

Thanks, Jay!