Yesterday was Lois Cutler's funeral. She was 100, just shy of 101. I helped out. I was Ashley's sloppy second, and she was missed! Sister Moody said we can't have another funeral until she gets back! Hopefully God was listening to that demand, although I think he probably will do what he wants regardless. But it was a good wish!

I have decided that I want to live to be 86. My kids will be married with kids of their own, hopefully with kids of their own. And I might have most of my faculties! I will still be old enough to chase David around the block (even in my wheelchair) and blame it on being too old to know what I am doing. I can sleep in late and still drive my kids crazy with odd phone calls with no rhyme or reason. (haha, so not much will be different, lol, except for the sleeping in thing. Kind of looking forward to that one!) And everyone will be saying, 'it's about time' instead of 'how sad' when I finally pass.

Yep, that's my plan. Now, if I can only make it that long!