Recovery

I hate being sick but I think I'm pretty good at it.

I don't have much to say in this entry. I'm going to Minot again this weekend. Ya-freakin-hoo. This time I hope to see my dad and gramma.

Sister Cristy is recovering after her night in the hospital and I think I'm recovering from the stress of seeing a loved one in pain. She's having problems eating again. I only hope Cristy Jr. is going to be okay. So far things look to be going that way.

I told her she needs to name that kid Thor or Hercules when it's born. My nephew/neice has got to be the strongest kid ever to hang out in the womb.

Yeah I know, I'm lazy... I copied my DA journal but seriously. There isn't much else to say.