Saturday

Why do I cringe when people tell me that they are praying for me. Please don't do that. Your God might not like you and your prayers may back fire. I didn't ask for your prayers. And what are you praying for anyway?

My teenage son is off to camp in North Carolina for the month of June - a wilderness counseling camp. The week before he left he stayed with me and I experienced lack of sleep, a trashed house and all food was been wiped off of the planet in feeding this young man - okay that last bit is an exagration - but it rings kinda true.

This morning after the dogs got done following me around, now it's the cat's turn. I sometimes get the feeling that they are tag teaming up on me.