I was now almost ready to go to my pajama party. I had to print out my Sunday School lesson for the next day. (I actually worked ahead on it). I wimped out on wearing PJs, but I did put on my Uggs slippers. My friend Denise had a great party. I actually didn't know anyone else there, but we had so much fun playing games and wisecracking. I remembered not to drink too much, so I wouldn't be teaching Sunday School with a hangover.
Next morning, B told me that his mother will be getting hospice care, which is basically end-of-life care for terminally ill patients. It has been such an extremely hard year for him and his family--it is so unfair! I was crying a little during church. I managed to pull myself together in order to teach a class on "The Seven Habits of Highly Effective Teens." That is a very good book, by the way.
So now I am hoping to lay down for a little while and watch Funny Girl before the Sunday Night Activities commence. I've got more to tell but it will have to wait.