Happiest of happy days to Dylan and javachik.
I'm doing the "no rain" dance today. The kids and I have tickets to an outdoor concert tonight and the forecast calls for a 30% chance of thunderstorms - continuation of the storms we have had all weekend. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please. No rain, please.
Happy Birthdays Dylan and Javachik!
Happy Birthdays Dylan. May it be a fun year for you.
Javachik, felicitation on your natal day and may the year be your best ever.
Happy birthday to Dylan and to javachik! Dylan looks so adorable in the recent pic!
Happy Birthday, Java!
Happy Birthday, Dylan! (and Jessica)
The voicemail system is down at work. It's making me very happy.
Happy birthday to Dylan and javachik! Wishing you cake and love in abundance, as you both richly deserve.
First breakup call will be to the retired pastor whom I still love, especially because he'd mentioned a few months ago that he wanted to contact some others in the same boat and see if we could arrange a few meetings of the exiled. Then wait for the other all-done person (who has been an active parish council member for several years) to email me back and talk about how large or small a group we are and what we should do next.
That does not appear to be an acceptable haircut. Change it back! Change it back!
I think Bev was just showing the finger protection. It's a picture from 2006. Old hair!
Happy Birthday, Dylan!
JZ, I'm sorry your parish imploded and went wrong. BAH!
what we should do next.
Stock up on torches and pitchforks?
Anyways, good luck, JZ.
Stock up on torches and pitchforks?
That's what the
other
folks would like to use on
us,
apparently. Yesterday one of them stopped me on the way out after Mass to tell me how beautiful my reading had been, "just like yours always are," and the whole time I was thinking that if she knew what I actually believe she'd call me a heretic and want to know why I hadn't left already (that is, what I believe about who has control over the choices some people need to make in this short, fallible mortal life -- about the Big Eternal Source of it all she and I are in complete agreement, but according to others who've talked with her about it in more detail the first totally cancels out the second).
