Sunday was hard.
But it was ok.
I'm fine, until people ask how I'm doing. And show sympathy. Then I start to cry. Moral of the story: Don't ask Nancy how she's doing. But hugs, love, dinner, and hanging out invites are still being gratefully accepted . . . In all forms :D
Church was lonely.
I made a killer fruit salad. I was invited over for dinner at a married friends' apartment. Chicken Cordon Bleu, corn fritters and apple pie. Oh and my fruit salad. Yummy.
I enjoyed tearing off the paper chain. 70 more days.
It'll go by really fast, but the days will drag on forever.
I need to post some pictures.
James took his camera, so I'm using my 6 year old digital camera. It's 4 megapixels. My new cell phone is 3. . . Yeah, I need a new camera
Maybe if I'm a really, REALLY good girl, I'll get one for Christmas . . .
And is it just me, or is everyone and their mom now a "photographer"??
1 comment:
everyone is a photographer! Me included! ;)
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