Cue the music..Queen's We Are the Champions. If you recall this post you'll know that waaay back in October Yahoo arbitrarily terminated my account, which included my access to Flickr. It took 3 months, many calls, and finally having a bit of a freak out on both the lowly peon in the pits of the customer disservice department and on the voice mail of someone at corporate offices. Yesterday I actually got a return call from someone who seemed interested in fixing the problem and did so in short order.
Diana's boyfriend broke up with her this past week and she wanted to retrieve one of her items from the ex. I told her to text him and ask him to bring it to youth group when you'll both be there.
She huffed, "He doesn't have a cellphone... or a job, or a life, or looks, or self respect, or a life, or a brain..."
Calypso added, "or a girlfriend."
Yesterday, Isaac was watching some ridiculous Z-grade movie about man-eating locusts and came upstairs to tell me about it. He even gave his own rendition of death by locust, several times as a matter of fact, just so I could record it and share his brief but powerful performance with all of you.
Finally, in much more serious matters, my mother-in-law fell over the weekend (just tripped on the final step in a flight) and broke her arm and her pelvis. She lives several states away from us and is supposed to be having surgery to set the arm either today or tomorrow. She will likely spend 2 or 3 weeks in a rehabilitation hospital until she is able to walk. Any prayers or good thoughts you'd like to send her way would be much appreciated.