Sisters

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Yesterday after I took the older boys to hear John McCain at the Veterans Arena they asked if we could go to the library. I owed it to them (I thought) since we woke up at 6 a.m. to avoid the lines of the 10,000 people expected to show up. Thousands showed up but not anywhere close to the numbers that RSVP.

At the library I picked up the third in the series The Sisters Grimm by Michael Buckley. It is a teen book so no big surprise that I finished it today. On the back it says "Sabrina finds a powerful weapon for fighting her enemies, and discovers that magic has a high price." Creatively the author takes every classic Fairy Tale and classic Childhood Tale and weaves a new story.

Last month I read Sister Circle by Vonette Bright and Nancy Moser. It had a little pinches of predictable Christian dialogue but the characters were surprising. I could see myself in everyone of the characters. It almost reminded me of the Mitford books but a little more trite.

So now I want to go and get the rest of the books in the The Sisters Grimm series...#3 was the only one on the shelf and I figured if it wasn't any good then I wouldn't need to start in the beginning anyway. But it was good, and it made me laugh and with 4 kids in the house I need something to laugh at besides the writing on the wall or body noises at the dinner table or the toilet seat always up.

Josh updated our computer and I can't post my pictures as easlily as I used to. I had pictures of my Confederate Rose I wanted to show you and the footstool that I made a slip cover for and dolly dresses I made for Elise and of my swollen ankle...Just joking I don't want to show you pictures of my swollen ankle.

I stepped off a curb on Sunday and my right foot turned under in a most unnatural way and I felt the worst pain in my life...if you can believe...worse than childbirth! Oh, yes it was that bad.

I felt like I was going to pass out. Josh knew that if I was in enough pain to pass out that I probably felt like throwing up too so he started praying silently that I wouldn't throw up on him. After the service he was supposed to count the money and didn't want to sit that long with throw up on him. God heard his prayers, I launched into my childbirth breathing and felt fine by the time we got to church. I took some Advil and didn't think about it until I was at my mom's to pick up the two younger kids yesterday when I told her about it and my foot was swelling out of my shoe. Yuck! I have it elevated with ice and am hoping in a couple of days I won't have to think about it anymore.

Have you ever thrown up on anyone?

When I was 6 in line with my sister for ice cream I threw up on the back of a total stranger but so far that's all.