Yesterday Maggie finally kept down solid food! So we were all able to attend church. I had to sit on the stand the whole time for the Primary program. It went better than any of the rehearsals at least. They announced in Primary that we are leaving. Matthew turned to Susie and told them that we are the best teachers in the universe, Charlotte started crying, and Elizabeth was extra sad. She made a knitted winter hat for Maggie that is crooked, but way cute.
We tried to go for a walk after church with our new, improved, healthy little girl. But mother nature had other plans. The Santa Ana winds picked up with gale forces of around 40-50 mph. Then arsons started a fire in Portola, about 20 miles from our house. The sky turned black and we had to shut all the windows in our house. Because we have all been sick for six days, our house doesn't smell so good. And the smoke leaked into the house anyway. By bedtime it was hot and stuffy, so we sprayed linen spray all over everything, and laced the carpets with deoderizer. But all that did was make our house smell like a cheap Vegas hotel room.
What possesses people to do such things?
First the illness, now the fires. I think we'll never regret our decision to move.
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(3) Mon Oct 22 2007 12:57 EST Armageddon Now:
Link: OC Fires