I am drinking tea and munching down on handfuls of dry honey nut Cheerios. I don't think I have done anything like that in a long time. And I'm not quite sure why I am drinking tea and eating Cheerios.
There have been many prayer requests I have stumbled upon today. Kayla, Alysha, Momma S., illness is taking over their household it seems. haha. And, my Gram. Yesterday in church while she was playing Amazing Grace on the piano she began having chest pains. Being the tough lady she is, she hoped a nap would make it go away. When that didn't work, she assumed it was just the flu. Finally, last night, she let my stubborn Papa take her to the hospital where they told her she had a heart attack. Not quite sure why. She is still fairly young for a grandma, and she doesn't have any major reason as to why she would have a heart attack. I might visit her tomorrow...we're not sure yet. Thanks to everyone who has already been so encouraging already. Please keep them all in your prayers.
WORD OF THE DAY: specious (adjective) [SPEE-shahs]
1.) plausible or appearing to be true, but actually false: "Felix was never tempted by the specious low-fat menu that hung above the fryers at his local fast food restaurant." 2.) superficially or deceptively attractive
"I think I will be a clown when I get grown," said Dill. Jem and I stopped in our tracks. "Yes sir, a clown," he said. "There ain't one thing in this world I can do about folks except laugh, so I'm gonna join the circus and laugh my head off." "You got it backwards," said Jem. "Clowns are sad, it's folks that laugh at them." "Well I'm gonna be a new kind of clown. I'm gonna be a new kind of clown. I'm just gonna stand in the ring and laugh at folks. Just looka yonder," he pointed. "Every one of 'em oughta be ridin' broomsticks. Aunt Rachel already does." [Chapter22 - To Kill a Mockingbird: Harper Lee]