"Here's a red M&M for you. Now be happy."
Yeah, whatever. Try giving me the *real* one. ::rolls eyes::
~Heather's graduation is tomorrow.
~My parents flew to NY to be there for it.
~Heather didn't know until they walked into her apartment.
~Congratulations, Heather!!!!
~My niece, Nikola Jo, was born last night. Congratulations, Marc and Crystal!
~Ryan Michael now shares a birthday with his little sister Nikola--Happy Birthday, Ryan!
~Two very funny priests came to dinner the other night. I hope they come again soon.
~An Irishman joined the monastery the other day.
~My cousin Jessica graduated from OU last week. Congratulations, Jess!
~My cute little friend Kiersten is engaged. (YAAAY!)
~And a million other things.
~But that's it for now.
14 comments:
Hi!
Later.
The Irish man left...
Oh dear!
I hope the Irish man utilized some dramatics before departing.
They usually do.
I think it has to do with the tendency of some Americans (present company excluded of course) to shun humour and personality in the name of holiness- very unhealthy.
Well that’s my theory.
Tracy: I’ll CPR your blog if you fire RestlessNative and hire me in his place.
This latest baby: Was it born in America or to some of your family who hightailed it to England in a fit of betrayal?
Yes, it must be a thing with Irish men. They can never stick to one thing. ;-)
It was born in England.
Great. You're family is filling the enemies camp with new soldiers.
Variety, Little Lizzie, is the spice of life.
I don’t know.
It’s difficult not to be affected by the environment in which one lives.
No, it’ll be another traitor.
It’s in the family.
And where were you all this time Madame?
Dan and Kevin and Mary and Ginny and I all jumped in the lake today after walking eight miles to get there. Then we had to walk eight miles back.... The water felt good! ;-)
WE were FULLY clothed thank you very much!
Froggy! Stop being disgusting!
hahaha... Christa is still going to get wet when she comes home.
Mwahahaha...
*cough cough*
Hmm... I guess I'm in for it.
Here lies the body of Charlotte Greer
Whose mouth would stretch from ear to ear
Be careful as you tread this sod
For if she yawns you're gone, by God
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