Remember this?

I still have this to go:

So, give me another 36 hours and I will have enough info/stories/pictures/general hilarity to keep you happy for ages.

Thanks, Nolda, for caring. I miss you guys too.

My brother and sister in law arrive today.
My mom arrives tomorrow.
My father and mother in law arrive on Saturday.

I leave on Friday and return on Sunday.

My mom leaves on Tuesday.
My brother and sister in law leave on Thursday.
My father and mother in law leave on Friday.

My friend Bridget took Bubba and Little to her house all morning today so I could clean.
My downstairs looks and smells better than it has in 9 months.

KB has a 103.2 temperature.

I haven’t had a shower.

The upstairs is a pig pen.

I need to clean the upstairs and then myself.
The laundry can wait until my mom gets here – she’ll talk to me while I iron!

I love my Uncle James.
He is a forward sender, but I love him all the same.

Today he sent this poem and I must admit, it is hilarious. Read and enjoy:

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
As I entered Heaven’s door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
Who made me sputter and gasp–
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics and the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
Who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
Was rotting away in hell,
Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
Looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, ‘What’s the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How’d all these sinners get up here?
God must’ve made a mistake.

‘And why’s everyone so quiet,
So somber – give me a clue.’
‘Hush, child,’ He said, ‘they’re all in shock.
No one thought they’d be seeing you.’

JUDGE NOT.