This morning I went to Family Practice to give some blood for a regular test. I hate giving blood, even the little bit they need for these tests. Makes me grow faint. I usually end up with my head between my legs, eyes blurry, feeling weak and very un-macho.
Which is what happened this morning. As predicted. Based on long experience.
I am such a wimp. Guys, in general, are wimps when it comes to this kind of thing.
Pam went with me, both to hold my hand and to give her own sample of blood. She went first, just pumping the stuff right out and watching while she did it. Then, as if no life-strength had been sucked from her, she stood up while I underwent my ordeal.
Girls can be so disgusting sometimes.
Career-wise, I've been hanging around and writing about and cheering on churches and pastors for the past 25 years as my denomination's Communications Director.
Steve,
Gene and I still keep in touch with things going on at Anchor. I happened to click on Jan,Feb 05 and was surprised to see how many things had been going on, who was mentioned, how long it has been since Joanna's mugging, Tony and Marsha's wedding etc. We miss attending, and still think of the people we met in the years we attended.
Gene had our current church minister at Sonrise read your blog. Thanks for taking the time to make the bloggings. Kathy