Well I really sat myself down and concentrated last night on the girls during Idol. I like all of them and will be sad to see anyone go home. But that's life. Up in April and down in May. Like the old Frank Sinatra tune says.
29 down, 4 to go. 8 minutes of direct hits left. My poor baby boobie. I hope she bounces back.
Tonight we are celebrating Mario's 58th birthday, two days later because of activities on Tuesday. I have already made the birthday brownies covered with marshmallow cream and drizzled with chocolate frosting, a new concoction I hope everybody likes. We are a little overdosed on cake around here for some reason:) We will order Blake's favorite pizza: meatlovers from Papa Murphy.
Taylor and I are having lunch today after radiation. She is fun and we laugh a lot. She is a nurse, and she just got a job doing what Mary Stella does, including nursing care. She loves it. Must be rewarding taking care of these people.
A quote on my mind this morning from The Purpose Driven Life: There is no small SERVICE to God; it all matters. As Mario and I scramble almost every day after he gets home from QND to translate the needs of the Hispanic ISD kids to their non-English speaking parents, and the responses in English back to various ISD personnel, (his part-time job since August, and I help), I often think of this quote. We are here to serve. It is that simple. Happy Day everyone.
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