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Ten days, and I’ll be holding my baby Karen in my arms! Each day without her goes slower and slower, and as the day of her arrival on the bus in Minneapolis draws nearer, I find myself getting more and more excited. It will be so wonderful to hold her and kiss her and tell her all the things I want to tell her.
Mel and I went fishing yesterday. We caught eight fish—just Sunfish and some Croppies— and decided to throw them back, cause we didn’t get anything worthy of keeping. We’re going to be going fishing again in about a week. He has a motorboat, and he told me that when Karen comes up, I can borrow it from him and take her out on the lake. That will be exciting! Mel is a good man and lots of fun to be around.
I made some of the girls from youth group mad last night. They were chasing a cat around the church parking lot. I told them to stop. They didn’t listen, and the cat darted into the street, where it got hit by a car. It wasn’t dead, only badly injured. The girls wailed, “What should we do?!” My sarcasm (unfortunately) got the best of me, and I remarked: “Well, why don’t you throw it in front of another car and finish what you started?” One girl called me an ass. I deserved it. The cat later died.
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