Sunday was not Jeff's and mine day. I was late getting off work and when I called Jeff to tell him that I would pick him up and change at church, he said he just woke up. This is at 9am, we have to be at church at 9:30am. Anyways Breann was sick and kept Jeff up all night, so one of us would have to stay home with Breann and the other one would go to church. I told Jeff to stay home and I would find someone else to help with ushering at church. I finally get to church at a little after 9:30am (not bad for driving 70 on the freeway from Yorba Linda to Long Beach) and set everything up which Deb Moulton did a huge part in helping me. Was able to find one of our other volunteers who had off this month to help us during service and touch base with my sister for a little bit. Then I received a phone call from Jeff, he said that the day just got worse. The dog vomited a couple of times and that our dish washer broke and water was leaking everywhere. Now I have had dishwashers break on me before so I wasn't to worried until we later realized it leaked through the floor boards of our kitchen and into our garage. (we live above our garage). Now our kitchen is blocked off and there are huge heat fans that are made to dry out the water before it does anymore damage. So we don't have a kitchen for 3 days and I have to say . . .I miss my kitchen. Breann is feeling much better now and is almost ready to roll over (just to give you some good news).
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