Sunday, February 11, 2007

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Wow. Big day today.

{snort}

I didn't do much. Beast did the laundry and picked up Sparky. The Big Deal was that the other boys in the room with him last night wouldn't settle down and were actually shining their flashlights in his face. So Sparky got up and body-slammed one of the kids, in the course of which the kid's flashlight got broken.... Whatever. I should probably be more upset, but I know all these kids and how they interact with one another. Whatever.

We got a call at about noon today from a couple of the girls in our youth group asking if we could PLEEEEEZZZZZE have a meeting tonight. So I drove in a met with them for an hour. They had a kind of knotty situation involving an ex of one of the girls.... Silly, but not when you are 14 or 15. I think we sorted it out.

Now we're watching the Grammies. Mary J. Blige is knocking us dead. Wow, love her!!

I'm feeling very mentally fragmented--hence, the title--so I'll just sign off now.

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