Just started my facebook account. What a trip! Do I need to be rejected in 4 mediums? to quote Drew Barrymore in "He's Just Not That Into You."
Anyway, so here I am, sending links, about to add a pic to the profile. Amazing for an old grandma from the 20th century!
No sad songs today except that I made a pro/con list on whether to stay at Faith Alive. I still don't know. Like that play "Waiting for Godot," I'm waiting for God. Only in this case, He'd better show up sometime about a decision.
My son used to predict the outcome of football games on his blog. None of that here. I might predict whether the dollar will be turned into a Euro though. What do you think? No comments from anybody yet. It's like sending messages out into the ether, hoping somebody will respond. That's actually why I got online in the first place, to communicate with my daughter while she had cancer. She never got up online, not enough money.
Then when everybody died, I actually thought somewhere in the back of my mind that Dan or Jerry or Sherri would email me. I'm still waiting.
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