Let's just all be happy

I'm happy. Are you? Let's all just be happy and not do this petty poo anymore. I luv you, you luv me, we're a happy family... The other Liz

Bahahahahah I feel like I'm watching the barney show.... The other Liz

Well, when I was huge, I had a purple sweat suit and some skinny b called me a grape. I wanted to hit her, but I didn't. I was good; just wished horrible things on her. Many days later, I said I was sorry for thinking that, but I said it to me. I don't know the Sesame Street song or I'd have sung that.

{{{{{{{{{GROUP ORGY}}}}}}}} The other Rhonda

Wait...I don't share. Now, I'll hug everyone and watch, but...

YES! Let's be happy like a Happy Meal at Mickey D's, cuz they don't like crybaby's at Mickey D's!

I was thinking more along the lines of baseball. "Crying? There's no crying in baseball!" On a sad note, the batting coach of the Tulsa Drillers baseball team was killed by one of his own players in Arkansas this week with a foul ball to the head. He died instantly. Left a young wife and one or two very small children. Sad...

On another sad note, my boss' father-in-law passed away yesterday and I am sitting here with a messed up back making a memorial slide show and it's heart breaking seeing these pics of him knowing that he's gone. Our staff at work is like family and I knew the boss' family really well and his father-in-law was a friend to me. But I know according to the faith we all shared we will meet again one day.

Oh wow...that cannot be easy to do. And I agree with the faith aspect, but it still sux when we lose people and have to carry on until that day.

Someone was telling me tonight at dinner that it was Scott Coolbaugh's brother that was killed. What a freakish event indeed. I cannot even imagine the emotions the poor batter is going through even though it was a total accident. Nor any of the folks attending the game, especially any children in the crowd. Terribly Sad