Friday's Letters

Dear Jesus:  Thank you for the nice day today for the boys to work on getting the engine out of the Comet.

Dear Michael:  I am praying that God will give you lots of grace during these next few months.

Dear Cam:  I am so proud of you for building your own computer...I never had any doubt that you could do it. You are amazing when it comes to technology.

Dear Jar: Well, you are one more step closer to being able to work on your car. It will be exciting to be able to get the Maverick back into the back yard.

Dear Lily:  You let me sleep through the night last night...thank you so much. I needed that.

Dear Zena:  You wanted to go outside with Dad so badly. You whined and barked until Dad came and got you. Then, you were just happy.

Dear Piano Recital:  We truly are done with piano now. That is very exciting for us.

Dear Friday Night:  I am not sure what we will do tonight. I should probably find a movie for us. Maybe we will just watch Unstoppable or Rudy that we have in our Queue.

Dear Saturday:  We plan to do laundry, cut the boys hair, wash the vehicles, and I guess whatever else needs done. Oh, and Cam has SAT...I know he is dreading that.

Dear Car Work:  I hope that you don't take too long for the boys today. It will be good if we can get it all done by dinner-time.

Dear Frozen Blueberries and Light Coconut Milk:  WOW! You were absolutely delicious this morning. I just blended you together in the blender--it turned into a creamy dessert pudding.

Dear Stress for all our family:  It seems like a lot of us are having stress in our family. This is a hard time for all of us. Money isn't everything, but it sure creates stress when you don't have enough, or even if you know you are going to lose your job.

Dear Exercise: I have really stuck with my routines for 3 weeks now. I feel really good...I just wish the scale would show all of my hard work.

Dear SAT Test:  Well, this time tomorrow Cam will have finished you. He will be so relieved.

Dear Weather:  It is an absolutely perfect day outside. I love it!

Dear Empty Refrigerator:  It is crazy to look in you and see pretty much nothing. It feels like there is nothing we can eat, and yet I have come up with meals all week long.