It's all a matter of perspective.

Friday, December 26, 2003

On December 14th, the day that news broke that Saddam was caught, Miss J, Wylie, and I went to the small town Missionary Baptist Church that my Pop pastors. This is what the sign out front looked like that day. This is why I love small town churches, and this is why I love my Pop.

Monday, December 22, 2003

On a lighter note: Here are three songs from my latest rock and roll act. Give them a listen and tell me what you think. (Unless you don't like them. In that case, keep your opinions to yourself. Who do you think you are, William Miller?)
An open letter to all of those we invited to our annual Christmas Eve Party

Dear Friends and Family,

A depressing and familiar tragedy has struck our humble house. For any of you whom we have not told, Jerusalem is pregnant. This is exciting news and we could not be happier about bringing another child into our blissful little family.

For those of you who were not around when she was pregnant with Wylie, Miss J had a rough go of it. For about ten weeks she was incapable of anything but vomiting and sleeping. She was not able to hold down any food or liquids. Nothing seemed to provide any relief. During this period (mid first trimester until early second) she lost a lot of weight and was generally, horribly miserable.

At this point you are probably asking yourself, “why would anyone who had gone through such torment voluntarily sign up for a second tour of duty?� Well the answer (besides the obvious “she didn’t volunteer�) is that we found a medicine early in her second trimester that seemed to keep her from getting ill for the remainder of the pregnancy. We assumed that if this medicine fixed everything so well in the first pregnancy, next time we would just start dosing from the beginning and avoid the whole pukey thing all together.

While we did just that, it has not seemed to work. After about three weeks of her generally feeling quite revolted, the barfing started at daylight yesterday morning. The last two days have been eerily familiar. When she is not actually involved in the act, she is lying very still with her eyes closed trying not to reach that point. Wylie is currently being cared for by Jimmy Neutron and Sponge Bob Square Pants.

Needless to say, Sweet Miss J does not feel much like entertaining right now. While we have no idea how long the sickness will last on this go-around, there is little hope that it will be over with before Wednesday night. It is with deepest regret that we hereby withdrawal all invitations and cancel our Christmas Eve Party for 2003.

Please pray for Jerusalem. She is a sweet lady that does not handle sick very well anyway and did not mean to get herself into this mess. Pray that God will deliver her from this as soon as possible and she can return to her normal life.

Also, pray for Wylie. He is missing his momma very much and does not understand exactly what is going on. There is nothing more heartbreaking that hearing him say, “Momma I am so sorry that the baby is making you sick.�

We love you all, and will miss you very much this Christmas.

God Bless,


p.s. I am not sure when the next home team was scheduled, but that will have to also go on hold pending the health of our matriarch. Thank you for understanding.

p.p.s. I sure hope that this email was not a disgusting overshare of details.