8:00 am, Grand Rapids, Mi, taking Adam to school: "Why is it so cold? I'm literally going to freeze to death."
2:30 pm, Grand Rapids, Mi, carrying groceries out of Meijer: "Why is it so hot? Why am I wearing this heavy coat?'
Huh. I'm pretty stupid and aggravating. He must not be following me.
My friend is bringing me Communion (I had surgery yesterday) and also possibly a shamrock shake. So, other than some pesky pain, it's gearing up to be a fairly nice afternoon.
Went to the surgeon about my gallbladder.
Surgeon: So anyway, you can think about it and decide.
Receptionist: We had a cancellation. I'll put you in for tomorrow morning. Be here at 5:45 am.
Me: š®šš¬
(I know it's minor as surgeries go, but am accepting any and all prayers.)
Group texts are fun. Until they're not.
Power outages due to the ice storm. I'm not saying somebody is looking out for me. But I'm also not NOT saying that.
All ashed up and nowhere to go.
Some crazy person scheduled me to read at the 6:45 am Mass tomorrow morning so I guess Iām starting Lent off with a bang. Or maybe with a whimper. Anyway RIP me.
An older woman at Mass carried up the gifts wearing this and I just...
Maybe she could have chosen better?
Sitting here in shock watching a girl I taught in the computer lab years ago being interviewed on the Today Show because she was in the room where the mass shooting at MSU took place. Please pray for the end of violence in our schools and our country.
