Sooooooo, last night when Jeremy and I went to bed I had the hardest time going to sleep. I kept thinking about all sorts of creepy things. Like the lady in Texas who cut off her baby's arms. The man in San Diego who kidnapped and killed his neighbor's daughter. Andrea Yates. All sorts of horrible things that wouldn't allow me to sleep. I started to have a panic attack and asked Jeremy to check all the locks to the doors of the house, twice. In an effort to avoid that anxiety this evening I decided that maybe a night cap would ward off such thoughts. I have some cheap vodka but no orange juice. Sadly, I had to make a screwdriver out of substandard vodka and Sunny Delight. Salud and goodnight.
PS Remind me tomorrow to tell you about the new acquaintance in my life who keeps saying bad things about Mexicans. UGH. How do I tell her I'm one of the people she speaks of?
How about the Alabama father of 8 who had their mother in a freezer for years?
http://www.wkrg.com/investigates/article/shocking_new_details_in_freezer_murder/16412/
Oh, I guess that's not much help, huh?
What a world, what a world. How do people get through this life without knowing that Jesus waits with open arms for us on the other side?
Posted by: Gigi | Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:47 PM