What a week!
My Blu child is feeling better. I still enjoy my work. The painter is strong. E is full of As.My mother is alive and doing well and are planning her 70th birthday party soon. D is kicking ass and taking names with his new job. My sisters are working magic together and seperately. My HB was in a wreck, but is not harmed too much. KarBear's dad is seemingly okay; keeping him in my prayers. Little Manny is scoring touchdowns and I am sure that his father is looking down on him from above. My Angle Lover and I are both needing each other's support during trying times. I still continue to suprise my Asian brother with my understanding of life, no matter how twisted that may be. I had a nice, quiet, listening dinner with a wonderful desert.

In an effort to dilute and elude Batman's need to be a lap baby, I poked him in the eye with my fingernail. He didn't have anything to do with me for a day, but now is back in my lap. I guess when you have people that you truely love, it's comforting to know that they usually come back when they are hurt. That's when we work hard to make things right.

As I come to the end of another calander year of my life, I come to realize who and what are really important to me and my life. Here's to another good year.