Why would someone who is so obviously imperfect have perfectionist tendencies? I just went back in my previous post and corrected a word I'd misspelled. Now why did I do that since the 4 people who read this blog have probably already read that post, noticed the error, laughed a little and moved on to other more interesting things? Who knows. Friend Cathy, do you want a crack at psycho-analyzing me? Ha! I'll bet you've already tried after all these years.

Not sure why I'm here posting; it's going to be a busy two days. I need to work on the SS lesson for tomorrow and polish up a short talk I'm giving at Parkway's Mother's Day Brotherhood Breakfast in the morning. This afternoon MomaG, my brother Darrell, his wife Kay, Terry & I, all our girls, all their husbands & kids and all their husbands' families are having a cookout at K&A's house. Whoo-Hoo!! It's supposed to be stormy but Katey assures everyone their new house is not a showcase and she doesn't mind sweeping up the dirt later.

Happy Mothers' Day to all who are mothers and to all who have mothers!

We really appreciate all who called to check on us yesterday. There's a reason they call it Tornado Alley. Laurie's family got the brunt of it last weekend and yesterday was our turn. It's amazing that an F4 tornado can come through & do surprisingly little damage. Of course, the folks that are having siding & roofs repaired don't think it's so "little". But for the size and strength of the four tornadoes, we really dodged a bullet.

In our neighborhood there are lots of uprooted trees, shingles blown off, siding torn off, portable storage buildings gone and some very fortunate, uninjured people. In the hours after the storm Terry said there were two to three hundred people in our subdivion cleaning up. And that didn't count the sightsee-ers getting in the way.

It was a difficult day for me. If you read my other blog you know I have a wounded heel. The antibiotics are causing some emotional ups & downs. (What's up with that?) And I have the responsibility of keeping 40+ people safe at work with no control over what storms do. And yesterday we had corporate company. All-in-all yesterday was a traumatic day. Only our Heavenly Father could have carried me through it all. I know it wasn't my strength.

Hello, Everyone! I've taken a sabbatacal from blogging. Work? Writer's block? Who knows, but I'm here today and that's all I promise. Later there will be some thoughts about my spiritual journey, but first I'd like to start w/ a few pix. You can find more here and here.