Sunday Morning

Lot's of reasons I haven't blogged lately. Brooke has had a bad week. She's been ill for more than a week with stomach and gastrointestinal problems. We've had her in tests all week. The last two tests results haven't come back yet. They scoped-out her stomach Friday and luckily her dad could go with her for this last test because she had to be under general anesthesia. By Saturday she was well enough (not great)to go to her second job at Weight Watchers. She had missed a whole five-day week at school.

I've also been too sad to blog because a sweet cousin back home in Oklahoma passed. He was only 49 years old, a good man and died way before his time. His family has been in my prayers all week. Death, although expected for all of us one day, isn't welcome except for the fact that he's gone to be with Jesus. Godspeed, John Raymond.

Then something totally stupid and meaningless in the grand scope of life. I HATE it that American Idol sent Melinda Doolittle home last Wednesday. Melinda was my favorite from the very first audition. I've been banned from uttering the name Melinda at work because they are sick of my carping. We'll hear from her again.