Dad makes it in with only a minimum of curse words.

My husband’s home…..yippppppeeeeeeeeeeeee:):):):)!!!!!! Lis

Wow, I was gone a couple of days and everything has fallen apart!
1. Greg’s pulley is shot
2. His evidently recurring nightmare of not making All-state (twice mentioned on here) is kicking in again.
3. Dianne is tiring out on running up the hills
4. Tom is a pawn in the corporate shuffle
5. Kirby died (thought that was a vaccuum cleaner…but, caught the real message quickly)

Nothing too bad happened over here. Well, I had to do the sermon sunday – this is always a humiliating experience but, I’ve grown to embrace the shame.

Tonight I went to an “artist showcase” (gag). Someone in our church is an artist wannabe and they showcase their rare gifts to humanity by sending out press releases, inviting “industry” people and other movers and shakers to their free performance. Then, they serve cheese and grapes and sparkling water…turn up the sound system and scream. No one from the industry shows up…just family and friends so that the room won’t be empty. The artist get’s the proverbial “15 minutes of fame” (depending on how long the spent eating cheese)…a few musicians got a check for backing up the artist, the facility got paid by the artist, and I got a head ache. I love the music business….