Saturday

Matt finally got sick the beginning of this week. After avoiding it for nearly a month, he succumbed and was laid flat for three days-unable to breath, unable to exercise, unable to cope with life. I started five or six posts–ranging in topic from KJS’s recent interview, to the fact that we’re taking care of Micah’s cat (bringing our total, for the week, to FOUR cats), to various conversations that I’ve had with the children, etc. But I was never able to finish a thought. Now I am jammed in between all three children, plus a cat, trying to do the bulletin and sort myself out to do the Flight into Egypt tomorrow. I have a donkey, a Mary that was to have a Sacred Heart of Mary on it, but the Heart got left off and now there’s a gap, and a large infant Jesus. I’m trying to sucker Matt into making me a Mary, Joseph and Jesus. We’ll see. So, you are all spared my sarcasm about the fact the KJS doesn’t know who Al Mohler is, among other caustic remarks I had stored away.