So my husband brings a foster child home from school this morning because he was sick. He had no place to take him until he left for work (he works for a foster agency) and his aunt can come pick him up. My heart broke in two when this little 6 year old boy arrived. He was obviously not well and had the most haunting eyes. I offered him juice and ( Read more... )

There is nothing worse than a preachy friend. Especially when said friend is not perfect.

Sister-in-law had her 45th birthday over the weekend. I don't know why, but she invited her uncle and his wife, both of whom she can't stand. Her boyfriend seems to be a bit of a lush. Every time he visits her, he comes armed with at least two bags of booze.  Ah, young love.

First entry in a new journal. Last one was fun. Hopefully this one will be just as memorable.