thoughts
Today is the show from David's youth theatre program at church. I think it will be good, and it is great how it has provided an opportunity for some younger kids to sing and learn a little about theatre. It has also been mainly a good time for the older, more experienced ones.
It is raining, and raining, and raining. The puppy won't pee outside in the rain. That is what the desert does to dogs, I guess.
I have come to the conclusion that I am like my father. He never wanted to grow up. His mother was the same way. I wish I could share some of that conclusion with my father or my crazy grandmother, but they have both been gone for a very long time.
At least I don't abuse alcohol like they did. For me, it will be food that kills me, I guess. My son and some friends (thank you, Nickolai) have decided to try to keep me from abusing myself by eating what I really shouldn't. I guess it is a good thing because my problem is eating the wrong things when I am with others. I want to enjoy what they enjoy, and I just need to face that I just can't. I can have a good time without it.