It's me
It's me. Weary, but here. My mom has bronchitis. Tomorrow she sees the doctor again. I fear it is going into pneumonia yet again, but I hope I am wrong. I had a treatment at the chiropractors on my neck. Can't tell yet if it is going to help.
Jeremy and Julie signed on their first home. Grandma Anna is already lamenting how she is going to miss the g-grandkids. Of course, grandma and grandpa are going to miss them, too! Noelle woke up Tuesday morning, I think, singing, "Happy birthday to you, Daddy, Happy birthday to you, Daddy ... The only thing Julie could figure is that the last time Andrew came home, He, Noelle, and I went out for our birthdays, we had wanted Jeremy to go, too, but he couldn't go. She must have remembered.
Jason is in Ireland. We haven't heard word one from him *frown*. Andrew is here for the week helping his dad work on the room we are making at the back of the garage. Andrew is going to move back to work with the youth at our church" to test the waters". He is going to transfer to a Wal-Mart here.
My nephew and neice are here visiting for a few days.
More later,
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