Thank you sweet blogging friends for your encouraging words and prayers. Oh how I need them.
It's only day 3. It feels like waiting for Christmas morning as a kid where the hours just creep by. Yesterday was by far the worse. I hate to admit it, but I was in such bad shape I had my own "bedside baptist service". We teach each Sunday and I think the real reason that Boy was so insistent I just stay home was his fear that I might yell at a child. Very likely.
Poor boy has been a huge trooper, except for this afternoon when he brought me a granny smith apple and a salad with chicken minus the DRESSING! How is one supposed to eat a salad without ranch? Anyways it was so sweet, but when I was finished nimbling around Boy took over and finished the salad off for me and then said, "Wow this was a really good salad! I could eat this again".
Yes ma'am it took everything in me not to slap him upside the head for that comment.
2 comments:
Awww! Maybe it would have made you feel better,lol! Just kidding! How much longer do you have to eat lie this?
Oh girl! You'll be so glad you did this though. Of course that will because it will be OVER!
I love your sense of humor in it though!
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