Bob is doing very well. The doctor said the surgery went just fine and he will hopefully get to go home after lunch tomorrow afternoon. I got home at about 4:00 today and brought a migraine home with me. I guess after more than 8 hours at the hospital, my head just couldn’t take any more. Sorry I didn’t post earlier but my head and the computer just weren’t compatible. Thanks for the well wishes for Bob.
Archive for October, 2006
Bob…a really cool guy who just happens to be my boss…is having surgery tomorrow to remove his prostate (cancer). I will be sitting with his wife at the hospital so she won’t have to wait alone. Please keep Bob in your thoughts and prayers. The doctors said they caught this cancer very early, thanks to Bob’s regular check-ups. Pay attention fellas. Don’t let this appointment pass you by. It’s way too important.
I’ll give you all an update tomorrow evening.
1. Special Reports 5 minutes before my soapie was going to go off anyway.
2. Telemarketers…especially those that refer to me as “Mees De Bor Rahh”.
3. Dog toys that last exactly 6 minutes and 32 seconds before being ripped to shreds.
4. Law & Order: Criminal Intent – I tried. I really did but that guy just creeps me out.
5. The Local News – “The sky is falling! The world is burning! We’re all gonna die! More at 11.”
My first laugh of this fog laden day happened mere moments after I left my house this morning. I was crawling through the school zone, noticing the normally there police car with a normally pulled over car. Nothing new there. As I passed the car however, I had no chioce but to let go of a big ol’ belly laugh. The driver looked to be about 17 and he was totally shell shocked about getting a ticket…Why?…Maybe because his license plate read…Are you ready for this?…Sure?…Here goes…
No lie! I swear this is a true story. I’m thinking the kid probably decided to skip school today and head over to the DMV for a new tag.
For some strange and unknown reason, I had a blast from the past this morning as I was putting my socks on and getting ready to go to work. I flashed back to a person I used to know quite some time ago. She had a thing about socks…no really…she had a thing about socks. She totally and completely believed that a pair of socks has one distinct right foot sock and one distinct left foot sock and any attempt to put the right foot in the wrong sock is nothing short of blasphemous. I kid you not. Me? I just pick two socks out of the pile and hope for a color and length match and go from there. How in the world do you tell the difference between a right foot sock and a left foot sock? I have no clue.
Found this on Sister Mary Hasta’s blog. Liked it. Felt like sharing. Enjoy.
Sr. Mary Hasta’s Ten Practical Tips on Prayer
1. Never ask God “Why?” because the answer is, inevitably, “Because I AM said so.” Likewise, don’t pray for patience, ‘cause God will make you learn it the hard way, and if you’re stubborn like me, you wind up with physical scars. Ow.
2. Don’t pray for a pony unless you like mucking out stalls.
3. Any burning in your heart should first be treated with antacids. If that doesn’t stop it, then consult a gastrointestinal medical professional. If it persists, consult a spiritual professional.
4. Praying for someone to die makes the Baby Jesus cry. Praying for your sports team to win makes the Baby Jesus laugh at you. Praying with gritted teeth for someone you intensely dislike makes the Baby Jesus laugh, but that’s just ‘cause He’s finally getting his way.
5. Signs from heaven don’t come in neon.
6. The warm fuzzies you get from a new practice will go away. That does not mean that God has gone away, and that doesn’t mean it’s time to find something else to try.
7. No answer doesn’t mean there’s no one on the other end of the line.
8. Our God loves us too much to speak to us like an announcer over the PA system at the grocery store. When God speaks to you, it’s much more personal.
9. No accessories are needed to communicate with God, but it’s okay to use them if you need help concentrating.
10. No one ever said it was going to be easy. It’s called a ‘practice’ and a ‘discipline’ for a reason.