Oh, hon, you're adorable too, but you know the shallow tag never closes.

True. ::says she who has weekly Cabana Boys in her blog:: *g*

The things they prove the human body can do amaze me. I guess it was the '84 Olympics (Retton?) that had all the neighborhood kids on our swingset, risking life and limb. Several sprains, dislocated shoulders and collarbones and lots of skinned things among us (I just skinned things.) I can remember what my body could do back then, but can't do now. At least I still am bendy and can fold up like I used to.

Jeez louise -- my mother just called, and my father's in the hospital. I guess he fainted this afternoon, and then was so dizzy that eventually they took him to the hospital in an ambulance. My mother doesn't seem to think it's anything horrible, but still. Overnight in the hospital does not mean good things. And they are supposed to be going to California on Wednesday.

Nice thing: a couple of their neighbors called to see if there was anything they could do to help. That makes me feel good.

Funny thing: my father was supposed to preach at their church tomorrow (their minister takes the summer off). So they got a sub, who's actually a pretty famous theologian. Only the best can replace my father!

Anyway, hold a good thought, would you?

{{{Jesse}}} and {{{Jesse's dad}}}

Much ~ma Jesse-- and giggling at the thought that it takes a world famous theologian to replace your dad in the pulpit.

goodness Jesse. hope all is ok.

Thanks, y'all.

My dad is an excellent preacher, granted, but not famous!

Definitely in my thoughts, Jesse. Ack! Nice work on having the best in backup too. Wow, he's impressive.

::says she who has weekly Cabana Boys in her blog:: *g*

I was going to say... Not that I don't fully appreciate the CBs.

Oh dear, Jesse. I'm hoping it is something stupid like simple dehydration. I'm glad they've got good neighbors watching out for them. You and your parents are in my thoughts. And minimal freakouts to you too. I know, I know. It's part of the territory.