Proud Papa

I could not be home to see their faces when they told me but I imagine they were grinning from ear to ear.

My babies got their grades from their first semester in college. My youngest daughter has a 4.0 . She got an A in every class.  My son has a 3.8. One B and four A s (4XA). I am having problems communicating the plural of the letter A.

I am as proud as I can be. 


Mean while back at the prison, er nursing home, the redneck had to show his *** er tail. I was getting my food over an hour late and it was cold.  Now this may seem trivial but I am a very brittle diabetic. If I get off schedule I have insulin reactions or my body starts making sugar from my very ample body fat. This will give me glucose levels of almost 300 each time.

The chef, Angel,  and I had a word of prayer and I think we have it straight. For supper the chef deliverd my tray to my room personally. It was hot, it was good, it was fresh and there was a lot of it. High five Angel.

By the grace of God I hope to be out of here by 19 December. Please keep me in your prayers.


For those viewing this on anything other than Blogger, please know that I can't see your responses. I am not ignoring you. Just the blog is the only thing I can see from here.

Merry Christmas to all of you.



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