Lots on the docket today to report.

Beau Decker got baptized two weeks ago.  It was awesome.  Chris and I had my father's dear friend (who is a Catholic deacon) Paul Muller perform the ceremony at Saint Joe's Chapel in Rensselaer, IN..... my alma mater.  Beau was surrounded by our immediate family who love him dearly.  I couldn't have imagined anything more special.  Brunch followed the next day at the William Tell Hotel for the Chicagoland peeps that couldn't make it to SJC.

I'm still job searching.  What a freaking bummer.  Talk about being discouraged.  I'm beginning to think that stripping is in my future..... as long as Polekatz offers a 401k and insurance.

My grandma continues to decline....  I'm absolutely heartbroken.  Cancer is such a son of a bitch.  The hardest part of this ordeal is seeing my father grieve for Gram.  She is still here however, declining every day.  I can't imagine what is must be like to know you will lose a parent.  Fortunately, Beau and Greta provide some comic relief for our sad family.

Greta.  Hmm.  How do you explain a hobbit to someone who has never seen one?  With her hilarious personality, Miss Gertie is quite the card.  I was with her last weekend.....   the pork o meter was totally going off the Richter.  GFP's hands is like a giant piece of Buffalo mozzarella shoved into a Ziploc bag, bulging out the sides.  Better yet, a vat of peanut butter smooshed into a sock.