Driving through the work parking lot at 6:20am this morning, there was an old style silver/gray hearse, the only car in the lot. I just had a feeling there was someone sleeping in the back, and sure enough, Rigo, the security guard came up and told how odd it was to walk up to a hearse and see that there is a body in the back. Turns out the guy was just "passing through" on the way to Ashland. No surprises there.
Mom left late last night for New Jersey to stay with uncle Steve for a week. Hi to all of you out there. I think of you daily.
Word(s) of the day: WALLABY
Lexie log: I forgot to mention that she is obsessed with Kangaroos lately. Daily she asks if we can go to the store and get a kangaroo. I always tell her that we haven't been able to find a store that carries them. Lately she says she would be happy with a kangaroo shirt, and she's even invented something called a kangaroocycle. -- While Grammy is gone, she is going to be mailing Lexie little care packages so that she knows she is in her thoughts.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, Mom and Dad, stickers, kiwis, water, weekends, family, life.
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