The first Saturday morning in December is always the ladies brunch at church. My sister Becky and her friend Jenee were the musical program and I forgot to take their picture because I was so engrossed in my friend Myra’s portrait of me. Here’s a picture of Myra, a picture of me and a picture of the portrait. Just look at that big mouth! She even drew my necklace! It’s been a fun morning — Mom would have loved it. Now I’m heading back to church to play for a funeral this afternoon.
Maybe tonight I’ll have time to write Bailey’s story and also the black kitten’ s sad tale. Rick is stuck in the ice storm near Fort Worth and Oklahoma City.