Three more days till I touchdown at O'hare.
They can have all this sunshine
Just give me my
and I'll take the
anytime.
Anyway, here's a little preview of my experiences here:
All my Moms' friends and family are standing at her graveside as she's being put to rest, the priest is sprinkling holy water on her little casket, telling us what holy and sacred ground we're standing on. No sooner does he say that then my 5 year old grandson, Joey proceeds to projectile vomit on someones grave. I was mortified.
If I had to rate my stories to share with you all, this would only be #6. So keep your eyes open for the continuing saga.
Hugs, Kat
