One of my favorite people in all the world and also one of my very best friends is Gina. If you want to read more about Gina, click here.
Gina drove out from the Chicago suburbs on Saturday, hopped a train and met up with our family downtown. They took us to the aquarium and bought us lunch. The buying lunch thing was kinda dirty on her husband's part, we were trying to buy lunch for them and some how he beat us to the punch.
So, anyway, Gina was very offended to read my blog and not see any pictures of them, but a whole bunch of pictures of the beautiful people, Ryan and Chelsea (see last post). Gina is also one of the funniest people I know, so we had a good laugh about it. Then I had to explain to her that we only took one picture together and it was horrible. I did take one picture of her on my phone.. the one below. Anthony wouldn't look at me.
And, Gina had taken one picture of Anthony and Emme that she sent to me. That picture cracks me up. Check out his face. He is going to be so funny just like his mom and dad. I LOVE funny people.We shared a lot of drinks in that expensive forsaken city of Chicago. Now, we are paying for it. Jackson had some kind of funk going on for a few days... fever, stomachache. I had it yesterday. Emme has had it today. So glad she has vomited up EVERY bit of her food today. The feeding team that she is scheduled to see Thursday morning is going to love to see her weight. Grrr......
I love this picture!
My Gracie ALWAYS falls asleep just like this on trips. It never ceases to crack us up!
I hate this picture of Jackson. He looks like Pee Wee Herman.
The End of Chicago
I wish someone could interpret my dreams.
Some dreams, I think I can interpret myself. Like, I always have the dream that I am driving a car and I can not for the life of me get my eyes open. I think I get this one. I like to control things. I don't think I try to control people. I just want to be in control and help people that hurt or heal people when they are sick or fix bad marriages, etc... But, clearly, I, in a real sense, can only control what I do. And, I am not even sure I can control myself without the help of the Holy Spirit.
Several times in my life, I have had the dream that all my teeth have fallen out. What's up with that one?
But, last night, I had a really bad dream. It was horrible and I was so sad and heart broken. In my dream, my pastor, Charlie... his wife died. It was just unthinkable. She wasn't sick. She's was in great shape and just beautiful (true in real life too!) I remember being so, so sad for Charlie because I know/knew he really loves/loved Sherry. I knew this was going to be horrible for him. I also remember thinking, "I bet a lot of single women are really happy." Isn't that horrible?? Hey, I can't control what I dream.
Of course, everyone wanted to know was how she died. It was a big mystery. But, this guy came up and said, "I have this special paper and if it sticks anywhere on the body, it means there was some kind of fluid leak." (Sounds more like a car to me... but...) Well, apparently, when this guy put the paper on her nose, it stuck. So, it was concluded that she died from a stuffy nose.
Weird I know!
Do you have any recurring dreams?