Perish the Thought

I can't even express how relieved I am that dear, sweet, traitor aunt Jack expressed her desire before actually acting upon it. And...that when she did she was surrounded by die-hard blog loyalists. Geoffrey and Mindi, thank you, thank you, thank you. I would like to know who thinks the blog is a waste so I can put them on my hit list. You know, Osama, Lucifer, North Korea, anti-bloggers, not neccessarily in that order. I just think that this will be a treasure. Think of how much we love old pictures or journal entries of our parents and grandparents. This will be amazing. They just obviously don't have the vision. Maybe we will win them over eventually.

Alicia, I still check the blog several times a day, don't you fret. I'm right there with you. Cam, I am so sorry about your toe. Mike's brother just shattered his pinky playing flag football. I think that all you boys need to start wearing proper equipment when going to the park. I can't believe that Lyd didn't take a fleece with her. We are talking NE U.S. not Utah or Georgia. I wish she would have consulted me on that one. Maybe she is just tougher than I was, and it isn't like there isn't mail right? Meagan, it's the final countdown!!!! Yeah!!! Alicia, you didn't even look prego, you looked beautiful. Adam and Mindi, how is the settling in going? Geof. and Darla, how are the babes, and the house, and school, and work? Chels, how is work and tv? j.k. Jess, will you just keep this job now that you are graduated or are you going to change jobs? Joanie, when are you going to come to Washington while I'm there? Thanksgiving? Monica and Cameron? Okay, I love you all.
Love, Brooke