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.
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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
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