A NEW DAY

It feels good to be the proud owner's of a new car; a car that won't stall at intersections, a car that I don't bang my head on getting into and threaten to curse, a car that is NOT our old car. Thank You God for helping us find our happy little PT Cruiser! It makes me giggle....ok, not really (ok, so it does....sue me). After marathon price negotiations, we finished up somewhere around 10:00 last night IN DAYTON, we visited family for a few minutes and returned somewhat safely to Findlay by 1:30 A.M. After some laundry duty, I snuggled into bed at a refreshing 4:15, only to be rudely awakened by my alarm clock at 7:15. So, here I sit, bleary-eyed and disoriented, but happy to be alive, ready for the day (to last 3 hours), and proudly sporting my favorite (and only) red shirt. That last one was totally unrelated and really of no consequence whatsoever, but, as I said, I am disorientateddddddddddddddddddd.
All is well here at the church, Things are rolling along. Not much to report at present. And....if there was....I probably wouldn't remember.....wait, oh, nevermind.