No, I don't want Abby to die!

Bingo of the day so far:

ASTRIDE (59 points) - against Raymond C.


High-scoring words of the day so far:

ORDERLY (156 points) - against Skye D. [4W, 3W]
DOOZIES (207 points) - against George M. [two 3W]
ZINNIAS (160 points) - against Marta S. [5W, 2W]
RIDLEYS (396 points) - against Blake W. [two 3W, two 2W]


Hey, Johnny / Isabel / Gaurav M. [BLOOD] added me on Facebook - way cool! Am way too full from dinner yesterday to contemplate lunch today, so I skipped that in favor of uploading photos / editing posts / playing games. I'll have turkey some other time, perhaps when it's not raining. (HA!) But I am thankful for family, friends, and blessings. :D

Had a weird dream where a bunch of us were in a big house that was attached to a mall. Cindy and I went to the mall to get a LOT of shiny stickers for the kids, and the house was chaos when we got back. Joe T. said that his daughter Abigail was vomiting, and she died right there of unknown causes. (a bunch of people in the house had previously died of this dread disease) His wife Helen was understandably distraught, so Uncle Reuben was offering her comfort from a Chinese Bible. Then I got scolded by someone for looking in the kitchen on a spinner for pots, where I wasn't supposed to be.

Triggers: seeing Uncle Reuben at the new church yesterday, discussing stickers and charts with Auntie Vivian / Golden / Chrystal on Saturday, talking to Helen about her son, and seeing Joe with a huge camera at the banquet last night. The old church kitchen also had pots and such on a spinner in a cupboard, heh.


This is a photo that Vanessa took of me, Eric, and Christon last night at the banquet: