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Hi.

Sorry I've been gone so long.

Have you missed me?  Really?  Well, I have missed YOU.  I have missed daily blogging.  I have missed the positive feedbacks, er, the laughs you have sent my way when you realize how grateful you are that YOU do not have a Captain Jake Sparrow, and I do. 

I have been struggling with my health, but so many of you have sent your personal outpourings of prayer and love and gifts (!), that I couldn't possibly consider 'not' coming back.


I have been grieving, and helping the other three most precious to me to grieve.  I think we have finally moved onto quiet acceptance.  And Grandpa would want to hear the daily Captain stories, I promise you, he absolutely would.

So earlier this morning, I thought, "Maybe I will start blogging again, today."

Nope.  Captain Jake Sparrow turned that 'Maybe' into a 'Most Definitely' by 8:30 A.M.

And.....we're.......BACK!..........

The Sparrow was getting dressed for school.

I heard the usual groans and grunts.

I waited patiently, and finally decided to make an entrance.

"Jake?  You having problems, buddy?"

"Mom!  Something is wrong."

"Okay, so what's wrong?"

"Mom!  There is something wrong with my underwear or something."

"Well, let me see if I can help, okay?"

"Okay."

So I straightened his boxer-briefs, and I pulled up his jeans one more time.  Everything looked fine to me.

"How is it now, Jake?"

He starts dancing around a little bit, wiggling here, wiggling there, with a distinct frown on his face.

"Jake?  What's wrong, NOW?"

"MOM?  It's like......it's like.......I dunno......it's like............"

"It's like WHAT, son?"

"MOM!  It's like.....it's like............it's like my wonderwears are having a party and they didn't invite my pants!"

"WHAT?"

"I know it's hard to understand, Mom, but that's what it FEELS like!"

"Really, Jake?"

"Yep.  Mom, my wonderwears want to know if you want to come to the party?"

"Oh, Jake, I would love to, but please tell your wonderwears 'thank you for the invitation, but I really must work on my taxes today."

And the Captain shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay."

And that's how the daily blogging fire got lit under MY butt this morning.

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