as in:
a bird pooped on me.
and my Bible.
Evil bird.
The sanitized version of the clean-up process, above. After the hysterical screaming died down (thankfully it was a charismatic church, else I would have caused alarm), people were kind enough to tell me they heard the THWACK of it landing on my Bible. Many apologies to Shem, Ham, and Japheth.
Belabor not the point that my skin is clearly showing the effects of this lovely Junuary weather.
As King Julien was so kind to point out the insanity of us wearing jackets and pants at the end of JUNE…
…the windy part does come with some benefits. I would not trade this shot of little Cindy Lou Who for the world!
After surviving the Paper And Grass Diet for almost three weeks, the dude obviously couldn’t handle a combination of seafood and proper redneck hat placement.
But he was very, very happy.
And holy cow. Who told this kid he could be done with Kindergarten?
(And who told him he could dress himself for pictures? Mr. Dadddddyyyy?)
We have so much to get caught up on. I miss you all. Your comments and emails and prayers have been such a lifeline of support!
Tomorrow we head north for the big test. I am totally ready to hear the words, “no more treatment – it’s all gone”!
Because this man… needs to get himself on the mend. He’s got way too much trouble waiting to be caused.
If you wouldn’t mind, could you say a prayer? That the cancer would be GONE. That the fatigue would be GONE. That he would be one big giant walking miracle.
And Good Lord Man… would you write a blog post once in awhile? :)
13 comments:
Prayers coming your way! Hoping for good, no perfect news for you!!
I don't know what you are talking about I LOVE Itty Bits outfit! Who doesn't wear bright colors like that with camo pants?! (he's so cute he could get away with wearing stripes and polka-dots with an argyle sweater!!)
You and Mr Daddy are definitely in my thoughts and prayers (often, more often than you would know considering my lack of contact these past few months!!)
Many prayers! I hope you get wonderful news!!
Praying, praying, praying.. visualizing no more cancer. Believing with you...
There is absolutely no way cancer could survive in the body of a redneck on the torture diet. No way.
And evil bird.
And cute kid, even with the mismatch.
And love the coat, even with the poopie.
And St. Poopicus had NOTHING to do with that poop. Just clarifying.
Psalm 57:1
Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me,for in you I take refuge.
I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed.
Definitely will be praying.
Your church is outside?
That wind blown hair picture is so so awesome!
Mr. Daddy cracks me up with his hat turned sideways. Bless his heart I am sure the fatigue is getting to him as much as it is you. Stupid bird but like I said you could have been my sister who got crapped on IN HER CAR while in MOTION.. that bird just had it out for her period...
I know you didn't get the answer you wanted today, but you didn't get the wrong answer either. Hang in there, I'm still praying and have been praying for every last cancer cell to be eradicated from Mr. D's body since the beginning. I KNOW God is listening to me. :)
we are never stopping the prayers... and are always faithful.. keep us posted
Praying for you and yours. I left a comment the other day, but it didn't post. "The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song." Psalm 28:7 - Praying for strength as you trust him and looking forward to rejoicing whenever it is your good news comes.
...still praying...
praying for the cancer and the fatique to be gone
hugs and kisses and xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
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