Good Morning, George, How Are You???

O.k. for those who didn't recognize

the title of this post....

it is from Veggietales...

you know,

the place that taught our children 

that David was an asparagus and 

Goliath a giant pickle!

Creative!

I think we parents enjoyed the humor

tucked into these productions

as much as the kids.

Anyway, that is a whole different subject.

One for a different day.

But the songs...

they are implanted in my head.

Anyway, you know what they say 

about best laid plans.

As you can imagine things did not 

go exactly as they were supposed to 

yesterday.

Roxanne was released from the hospital.

Not because she is better but because at this

point, due to complications, they had to go 

with an alternative treatment.

That's all I'll say.

I don't want to invade her privacy.

Just keep praying for her.

But, Chelsea and I went in the afternoon to pick her

up to take her home and things were not

smooth sailing.

Finally, hours later we got her home.

I gathered up Mister for the weekend.

He is too much for her under the circumstances.

He threw up twice in the car.

We got home in time to inhale the two pizzas

that Roxanne had purchased for our dinner 

and ran off to church for a fellowship night.

Several people are working on a video of 

Paul's missionary journeys and last 

night's time was designated for that.

If you could see the excitement of the

young people as they make story boards and 

plan the shooting of this video....

it would just bless your heart.

Apparently we will be shooting

the movie near the Susquehanna

River and I will be an extra....

a face in the crowd.

Fun!

I returned home to some sad news.

My brother, Allan, and sister-in-law, Bev,

were headed to Ohio where her mother 

has had a very bad stroke.

We are waiting for news.

Please pray for all of them.

It breaks my heart.

Shelley arrives this morning

and before she gets here I need 

to get Mikey's taxes done.

He is the last one.

Yay!

I help both of the Moms with theirs, 

then do ours and now Mikey's.

I have to read the rules to see if I have 

to file for Chelsea.

She got a W-2 this year.

Come on, kids!

You are making my life more complicated.

Can't we just go back to the good old 

days where you just followed me around

hoping to be entertained and get a snack???

Anyhoo!

This stuff just has to be done.

Now all I want to do is watch 

Veggietales and sing the songs

at the top of my lungs.

And wouldn't you know

Shelley is a daycare teacher and 

probably wants to be as far away as 

possible from things such as this....

But just for fun...

Oh Where is my hairbrush?????????

Singing as I go.....