

Yes, all the wrappings are thrown away, and even the tree is back in it's boxes for another year. What a year it has been. Can you believe that Ginger and Chris have been married for over a year now. We are all so happy for them. Their visa's for Brazil still have not been issued, but we have hope that It will soon happen. God does things in his own time.
Tisha, Jim, and the grandkids are doing well. It is so much fun to see them grow. Ian found the hanging vine in the woods behind our house, and now when he is over, it is the only place he wants to go. This time of year it is so cold that I can't see how he can stand it. Of course in the summer there are to many weeds, snakes, and such, that it isn't safe to go down there. Mia still likes to play in the make-up and jewelery, and the Barbie dolls are a favorite toy. Aidan likes to play out the video game characters such as Link. He looks just like the little dud when he dresses up! We gave him a sword and shield for Christmas. It made a good addition to his outfit.
We haven't heard much from Courtland in China. He has been to Hungjo for part of the holidays. His girlfriends family lives there. We keep hoping that he will find a good job and make enough money to come home more that he does. We all miss him so much. Mia just said the last time she was over here how much she missed him. We all had such a great time at the beach this past summer. Thanks to Jim getting us this great condo 1/2 block from the water. I have two wonderful son-in-laws.
We haven't met Ya, Courtlands girlfriend, but she seems to be a very sweet, and ambitious woman. Maybe she will get to visit the United States someday.
Today I am at home suffering from an earache. I think it is a little better from yesterday thanks to Tisha sending over some ear drops she had. I know I should go to a doctor when I have these problems, but unless it's life threatening, we can't afford the cost of medical care.
This is my first post since I started this blog. I kind of lost it ha ha.

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