So Zach and his friend, Bret, got the Pilot unstuck. Woohoo! Doozie (that's what we call Dailah) is still under the weather and is presently taking a nap. I didn't get much sleep with sickie mcsicks so I'll be hitting the pillow in T minus 2 minutes.
But praises! We're out of the ditch. The contractors made it. We had enough Butterfingers and coffee this morning to dull the aches and pains. Today is lookin' up!
I'm no writer, I assure you. Just a woman with a few things on her mind. A mom that makes mistakes, a wife that loves her husband more than words can say and a woman constantly seeing God in the everyday.
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