Here you go, Ray. SUPER LARGE FONT for your aging eyes. Better?

I'm happy to announce there has been little to no painting going on around here this week! That's the good news. The bad news is that since we haven't gotten it done yet, that means it's still out there waiting for us. ~sigh~ Just can't win.

We had a nice service on Mother's Day and we moms actually got gifts we wanted to keep! You know how it usually goes. You open it up and say, "Oh, thank you!!! That's so nice!," while you're inwardly thinking, "What am I going to do with this thing?!" Tammy and her sister, Angie, put the program together and they gave us each a single red rose in a vase and a very pretty frame with a picture of either the mom's children, or the mom with her children -- all black and white. They were snapshots that Brother Sam had taken recently and they were all so neat! We loved 'em. For real!

We're loading the kids up then going to pick up Sam and Tammy at 6:00 tomorrow morning. Check that -- this morning. One of our members, Ellen Reese, from Portales, New Mexico passed away and we'll be attending the funeral at 10:00. Sister Ellen had been in horrible pain for quite some time and was anxious to go be with the Lord. We're thankful she's there now, and painfree for the first time in many, many years! God is good.

Well, Mom and Dad are at BTI right now. WITHOUT ME. Of all the nerve. It's much more difficult to miss it when you're talking to people who are there and you kind of, sort of "feel a part" in some small way. It makes it really tough to face reality and admit to yourself that NO, you're really NOT a part of it. You're in Texas, not Tennesse -- you're M ISSING THE WHOLE THING. ~sigh~ Maybe Mom's phone calls are really intended to be some kind of cruel torture instead of the "updates" she refers to them as.

I've got an early morning, so that's it for now. G'night!

~ Rebekah ~

P.S. -- Did I say short?