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Monday noMadic Mumbles
Here we are, as promised!
Was having one of my drama queen moments this morning (to be clearly delineated from my bimbo headshake moments) when I couldn't login to the computer in the guest office for 4 hours. Most of you will know that that is completely unlikely me. I am sedate and subdued. Well, when I'm asleep, anyway, which does count for 30% of my lifetime.

Adelaide is lovely and dry! I'm loving Sydney at the moment, mainly because I'm not there stuck in the miserable rain. My hotel room overlooks the pier and beach at Glenelg, which was fantastic in providing absolutely no impetus whatsoever to get up and go for a morning jog. Knowing that one of my colleagues in an avid lunchtime walker, I decided to take it easy today and not bring my runners into work with me, hoping to use that as an excuse to blog, eat and check email over lunch. Alas, alack, my excuses did not prevail so I and my 3-inch heels were dragged off on a jaunty powerwalk around the suburb of Blackwood at the foot of the Adelaide Hills. One hour, several sob stories about love and life and a huge blister on the ball of my right foot later, I returned to my desk, devoured a sweet pickle, cucumber, cheese and lettuce sandwich and am now sitting here typing about devouring a sweet pickle, cucumber, cheese and lettuce sandwich.

PP: the four saltlight dinners are over! There's still so much work ahead of us in terms of more promotion, rehearsal and recording, but we know that God is truly in control of it all and that we have a faithful group of supporters who are helping us out practically and in prayer. The first recording date is May 31 - we're doing my two acapella tracks. Please pray for me as I finish them off and for On That Note as we perform them!
BV: 1 John 2:15-17 "Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world--the cravings of sinful man, the lust of his eyes and the boasting of what he has and does--comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its desires pass away, but the man who does the will of God lives for ever."