I'm going home-Jo at Car's computer right now
I have had a whirlwind tour, and I'm outa here. Tried to buy houses and lands; too confusing, and not enough cash. Tried to get a job for George, and that's in the wind; got to go home and tell the school. Tried to eat at everyone's house; now must go home and diet....Tried to see everybody at once, and ended up at a Party for the President! Tried to make a ruckus at the hospital with Mom; very successful endeavor. (BTW, that word is the very one which ended my career with the 3rd grade spelling bee, and I've never forgotten how to spell endeavor. At the time Daddy had never even told me that word existed, so it's all his fault). Now Carolyn says I have latent blame issues. What does she know?
Regarding Trace, I just can't believe you aren't able to share the wealth of the experience with more of them soldiers....I will pray for him, as everyday at work I pass by the Military bulletin board where we have all put pictures of our relatives who are serving for us.
Tomorrow I'll be at the airport at 4:30 am for a bunch of flights that already have too many "non-rev" passengers, meaning that I'll be stuck in Moron-land (Salt Lake City) having to sleep until the next day's flight. I'm such a good Mother that I'm going home to get Becki ready for college and Carrie ready to visit Hawaii for the first time. She will meet up with a guy who is interested in showing her his family. And no, I don't know any more information than that, so direct your curiosities directly to MissNeko@iname.com. She would be one of the delinquent ones who has never bothered to blog. We could call these people blog snots. Booger-boogers. Blogger-boogers. There it is--that's it, they're BB's in my book. But then who reads my book? I'm tired and going home now. I love you all, and if I get sleepless in seattle, be sure to write. Or blog. What is the verb for this thing I'm doing? Blogging. Of course. Hope someone has more interesting things to say than I do. My brain is fried from trips to the hospital, Key West, Hypoluxo Island (just a non-island where houses can be rented for a mere $12,000./month).
Regarding Trace, I just can't believe you aren't able to share the wealth of the experience with more of them soldiers....I will pray for him, as everyday at work I pass by the Military bulletin board where we have all put pictures of our relatives who are serving for us.
Tomorrow I'll be at the airport at 4:30 am for a bunch of flights that already have too many "non-rev" passengers, meaning that I'll be stuck in Moron-land (Salt Lake City) having to sleep until the next day's flight. I'm such a good Mother that I'm going home to get Becki ready for college and Carrie ready to visit Hawaii for the first time. She will meet up with a guy who is interested in showing her his family. And no, I don't know any more information than that, so direct your curiosities directly to MissNeko@iname.com. She would be one of the delinquent ones who has never bothered to blog. We could call these people blog snots. Booger-boogers. Blogger-boogers. There it is--that's it, they're BB's in my book. But then who reads my book? I'm tired and going home now. I love you all, and if I get sleepless in seattle, be sure to write. Or blog. What is the verb for this thing I'm doing? Blogging. Of course. Hope someone has more interesting things to say than I do. My brain is fried from trips to the hospital, Key West, Hypoluxo Island (just a non-island where houses can be rented for a mere $12,000./month).
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