Hey there Phil,
Man, you are the biggestststststststststst
helplplplplplplplplplplplplplp. I don't know where you come up with
suchchchchchchchchchchchchchchchchchchchchchch help, but, I hope I
never get in a jajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajam!!!!!!!!!!
hehehehehehehehehehehehaahaahahehihohuhiuhoihiaheuhaehehehehehehehehehehe!
(big grin)
Luv in Daddy Jesus,
Mari
At 08:53 PM 7/2/2006, you wrote:
>Kathy,
>
>She'll be fine but I know the feeling. Our oldest son and his family
>recently moved to Pensicola. Trent works for Merrill Lynch and got promoted
>and transferred from New Jersey. He had to fly up to NJ this week in all
>that rain and flooding for the company. We worried some and finally called
>to see how it was and where he is this week is basically ok. I can think of
>some things you and Greg can do together while she is gone. Oh, like
>playing monopoly, checkers and chess on the computer, look up weird things
>on google together, or maybe, you could sing to him. I was just tuning
>around to some FM stations tonight and ran across a black guy singing the
>blues. They have a blues night every Sunday evening on this one station and
>the guy almost sounded like the Christian black station that plays about 75
>percent Gospel music. Man, I love listening to that Gospel station.
>Anyhow, the black guy singings blues on the FM station kept singing a chorus
>line that took me the whole song to figure out. He was singing about his
>woman, of course, don't laugh, I am amazed how that is what most rock groups
>are still singing about today. Anyhow, that's what he was singing about and
>the chorus line, which I finally got, was, I would rather be blind than to
>see you go. I wish I could have taped it, converted it to an mp3 file, and
>emailed it to you so you guys could keep listening to that over and over
>while she is gone this week. Ain't I just the biggest help?
>
>Phil.
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