I seem to have lost my narrative under a rubble heap of quote-age for the worship guides. The week in review:
Movie night at Jeni's super secret mountain hideaway. I got totally stressed out about it up front, but have to admit that, post-meltdown, with Cryder reinforcements, all went well. 16 humans watching Gran Torino in my living room, then chatting at the firepit under unbelievable stars til early morning. Sleeping in my own bed with Scout, and Christian, Malachi, and Rebekah downstairs – big breakfast of eggs and bacon, and back to reality, such as it is.
Dad was in the hospital for a while (8 liters of fluid drained from his abdomen!), but seems... okay, I suppose... now. My shin is still all curvy and bruised from a fall I took on the steps of the Cryder's deck nearly a month ago, but is oh so slowly healing. My moods refuse to stabilize, but some days are good. The "Beat the Heat" party with Cash for Junkers is tomorrow, and then Christian and the kids leave for the hiking part of their vacation on Monday.
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