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.