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Brody reporting...
We are trying to get on a plane some time today to see if we can make it to the states for Thanksgiving. Mobility is an issue, but Bill's hanging in there. The last several days have been difficult as we adjust to the inevitable changes. Bill says he is looking forward to real food. I am not, shall we say, an accomplished cook; he has not been ( Read more... ) -
Brody, here...
Bill has taken ill in an unfortunate way, which will involve a hospital stay though hopefully short. When I have more information, or on his request, I will let you know how things are progressing.
Meg, thank you for the Screwtape Letters. They are perfect, especially now. -
Congratulations are in Order!
Firstly, my old house--my piece of shit, but I had good intentions old house--has finally achieved its potential! That is, my sister and her husband bought me out of the house, fixed it up, and now it looks amazing. Congratulations, Nicole!
Secondly, my sister is (and please do not kill me for doing this but I am so very happy for you!) pregnant!! ( Read more... ) -
Staying Up Late
to watch my Eagles beat the Cowboys. (That is, if I can manage staying up that late.)
Football has been incredibly exciting this year, I must admit. Also, and to my dismay, as much as I want to hate Brett Favre, I just can't. I can't do it.
God, but I do love football.
In other news, I share this quotation by Lao Tzu: "Being deeply loved by someone ( Read more... ) -
You Make Me Smile.
I would like to type more, but it is difficult. Instead, a song to capture the moment:
I am well. I am tired, and a bit under the weather, but I am so very loved. How can one be unhappy in love? God bless.
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In the wee small hours of the morning...
Brody again, to my dismay. Bill is still recovering from our trip, albeit more slowly than he would have liked. He is not one to openly or publicly tout his weaknesses, but I thought it fitting to mention that he has been rather unwell. The headaches are very bad, as are the seizures. I spend nights sleepless in worry, though he would rather I ( Read more... ) -
Brody, here...
I am typing for Bill, who is not called Bill to me. We returned from our trips to China and New Zealand a day or so ago, and he would like me to tell you that he touched the Great Wall. He has been very tired since our return, and is having some mobility issues. I am not a craftsman with words, but I am to relate how beautiful and breathtaking ( Read more... ) -
Say What You Need to Say.
So we watched The Bucket List tonight; we thought it would be a good way to kick off our trip around the world (and we were probably gluttons for punishment). I realize this song is rather old, or is probably rather old, but it's so appropriate considering, well--everything. I'm not a John Mayer fan, I admit, but I can make an exception for this ( Read more... ) -
Yesterday was my birthday!
It was wonderful, to say the least. Brody sang me this (which I would like to embed, but it will not let me) in a crowded pub in Cork, surrounded by our dearest friends from this side of the pond. I, of course, cried like a ridiculously gay man--but I was not alone in my tears.
Nic called and Charlie sang me "Happy Birthday" and agreed to come see ( Read more... )
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