Sharon,

That all sounds good and the way to get your food was particularly neat!

Yes, God is good!

--
Carol - Reading, UK

To you, o Lord, I lift up my soul;
In You I trust, o my God.  . . .."  PS25:1-2 NIV.


----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Sharon Hooley" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Sunday, July 30, 2006 5:27 AM
Subject: My Birthday


> Hi guys!
>
> I had a good birthday this past Tuesday!  My sister Judy took me on a 
> fast-food progress dinner, where you choose where you want to go for what 
> food you want.  It was all done in the car, except Judy had to go to Fred 
> Meyers, where she got a deep-fat-fried Mozzarella cheese stick for each of 
> us.  i chose burger King for a Junior Whopper with cheese; then Burger 
> Connection where her daughter Blanca used to work, for Tater Tots; then on 
> to Dairy Queen for a cookie dough blizzard; and lastly, to MacDonald's for 
> a diet Coke (or Pepsie, whatever they had).
>
> I also got money and phone calls as gifts.  Even the lord may have given 
> me a couple of small gifts!  As I relate the first thing that happened, 
> please keep in mind that nobody at Daybreak even mentioned my birthday 
> that day, although they do acknowledge the birthdays of other group 
> members.  When I get to Daybreak in the morning, I eat a little breakfast. 
> Lately I had been eating pop tarts.  If I was given a choice between fruit 
> or brown sugar cinnamon, I chose the sweet one.  Well, on the morning of 
> my birthday, I was busy working with the bar code scanner that we now use 
> to sign in.  Soon after I'd sat down at the kitchen table, they brought me 
> a pop tart.  I suspected that I had them trained to the point of assuming 
> what I want.  But this time, it was chocolate!  After I ate it, they asked 
> me if I knew what kind it was.  They said, "But you like the brown sugar 
> one, don't you?"  I told them yes, but that I like the chocolate kind 
> better.  the cook said that she can buy the chocolate pop tarts from now 
> on.
>
> Another interesting thing that happened was that my sister Donna, who 
> lives in virginia, was on the phone with Judy as she was picking me up, so 
> I talked with Donna for awhile.  Judy doesn't even know why Donna called! 
> Aint god good?  I'm 41 now, or shall I start regressing, at 39?
>
> Sharon