It's never good news when your phone rings early in the morning. Did you ever notice nobody ever calls to wake you out of bed to say "Good morning Sunshine, you just won the lottery"?
When I got up this morning I wasn't sure if I heard the phone or was just dreaming. Then before I could move my cell phone beeped. Text message from my "faux" sister in Massachusetts - "call me as soon as you get this message". So with my heart in my throat, I dialed. Her Mom had been rushed to the hospital in the night and her father was going nuts. And she asked would I call her Dad and try to calm him down. She was right, he was borderline psychotic with worry and I put my fears aside and gave him my best "get a grip" lecture. I really just wanted to be there to hug him. So, umpteen phone calls and emails later, all is OK. She is home and will be fine.
But that was the kick in the pants I needed to get my passport. I foolishly let mine expire so now I'm starting from the beginning. I chased around all afternoon getting the application, photos, signatures etc. So if I ever have to get to the US in a hurry, I can. There is no blood between our families but we couldn't be any closer.
So tomorrow, on my day off, I will be sitting in the passport office. Sigh......
In other news, Momma had her last check up with the surgeon today. All is GOOD!
By the time supper arrived I just had enough energy to go to McDonalds drive-thru. A French fry fell on the floor and with lightening speed Millie was all over it. She loves those French fries
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