Sunday

Sunday already...I don't like it! That means I have go back to work tomorrow and that... that's never a good thing.

TheBestFriend had surgery on Friday to have her galbladder taken out. What should have been a routine surgery has gotten complicated and she will have to have another surgery on Monday to stop some bleeding inside. At first the doctors thought it was bile leaking but after poking and prodding her with needles, they found out it was blood. They did some tests today and since they can't find where she's bleeding from, they have to go back in and look for it. She's very nervous, understandabley so.

Please say a few extra prayers for her, if you wouldn't mind. I know she could use them.

B.O.H.

I promised myself when I started this that it wasn't going to be all posts about Soldiers Angels, but that seems that the majority of my posts have been about the subject. What can I say? I'm addicted. Plus, it's one of the few positives I have going right now... so shoosh.

I've been on a blanket-making spree the past few weeks, for the wounded. Soldiers wounded in Iraq of Afghanistan are usually medVAC'd to Germany for treatment before coming home, with nothing but their torn up and often bloody uniforms. Now some of them will get backpacks when they arrive, filled with necessities (toiletries, phone card, etc.) and a "Blanket of Hope" specially handmade by an Angel that's just for them. I'll snap some pics and throw them up later before I package them up to be shipped out.

Heart-wrenching

Shocking. Just give me a minute to gather myself here and get over my surprise.

On My Own....

TheBestFriend and I went to see Les Miserables yesterday at the Fisher, and once again I've fallen in love with this story. It was required reading in my French class in high school, and not something I probably would've picked up otherwise. I'm glad I did.

The performances were wonderful, the music was fantastic, and of course, the story. Jean ValJean and Cosette, Cosette and Marius, Marius and Eponine... poor little Gavroche... Sigh.

I love it.