Answers . . .

. . . to prayer:
Christopher is doing better today. They medivacced him to Anchorage last night - when he arrived and they performed a bronchioscopy (sp?), the apple that was in his lung in Kenai, was NOT in his lung in Anchorage. No, we don't know why. We just simply say Praise the Lord.

I understand that they will keep him tonight just to keep an eye on him - make sure his throat doesn't swell and close off his breathing. He is on steroids to help prevent that. He has begun to reach out to his mama, and that is a very good sign.

Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. You are a blessing to me.

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. . . to blog madness. I won another matchup and could not be more surprised. Not sure when the next round starts, but my match will be #5. Just check out those votes he got this round!

I am just reminding myself that this is fun and not the end all, be all to my day. ;-)) Read the selections, if you will, and vote your heart.

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. . . to when will she EVER get that mileage duckie.
Today!! Hurrah! And, over by a smidge, even. Duckie is proudly placed over there on the left. Took me a bit longer than I had hoped - missed a couple of days on the treadmill here and there. But, finally that hurdle is passed and I can move on toward the next one at 20% - 140 miles. The next step duckie will come first - at 200,000 steps - I'm pretty sure.
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. . . to who blew up the boat.
Well, you didn't think I could end a Monday entry without a comment on Average Joe Hawaii, now, did you? Sorry to see you go, Michael. NOT!! Off with your snarky attitude. Off with your gleaming white smile. Off with your 6 pack.

Wait, what am I saying? Come back. Nah, I'm kidding. He needed to go. The other bad boy lucked out to stay another week.

Oh - and they have finally promoed the first average joe "loser", Adam Mesh, getting the girl. Looks like that will come up after this one is all over. Ladybug had already told me it was in the works. She sees a lot more daytime television than I do and had picked up on it from someone.

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. . . . to what happened this date 40 years ago.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Imagine (if you will) a Hard Day's Night with four lovable mopheads from the motherland. All together now - scream, ladies. Tonight on our shoe . . . the Beat-les. Sigh!

Sis "got" Paul and I "got" Ringo.

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And, that's our report for tonight - back to you, Chet.
Say goodnight, Gracie.

goodnight, gracie.

Posted by Purplemoose at February 9, 2004 10:36 PM