Trapped

I am trapped in my PJ shirt. No kidding.
I had put on an old Tshirt, and then put in the curlers. Big mistake! Now I can't pull the Tshirt off over the curlers. :P

WE HAVE ANOTHER PREFORMANCE TODAY!!! YAY!

Yesterday we got back from St. Louis. We were up at Grandma's house (they are gone on vacation) to get family pictures for Dad's work, and stayed up there for a couple of days, looking around in Wentzville for houses. We had an open house on Sunday, only three people came, and one was a neighbor who wanted to see how we decorated the house. Oookay.


I was doing an essay on Mother Teresa. I found a neat quote:

"When a poor person dies of hunger, it has not happened because God did not take care of him or her. It happened because neither you nor I wanted to give that person what he or she needed."