When I'm not crying, I am visiting with special friends who make me SMILE.
(and keeping Ben's blanket wrapped around me)
When I'm not crying, I am witnessing my cute nephew receiving his mission call in the mailbox AND getting to hear where he will be serving for two years: PANAMA CITY, PANAMA!
(and then I cry because I was reminded that there have been TWO mission calls received in our family in the same weekend)
When I'm not crying, I am getting my nails painted by my Stevie so that my toes will look pretty.
When I'm not crying, I am scrubbing Jen's mildew-y pool cover in the rain because I'm already wet from my tears...so what's a little more wetness?