Please join me in praying for Beth that her blood pressure goes down, friends! Baby is doing fine, though.

So, after being in a generally grumpy mood yesterday, I went home and decided to take Tino on a walk. It was seventy degrees outside, after all. That will cheer me up, I thought. I left my keys on the table and let myself out through the garage entrance... where, out of habit, I locked the door, leaving Tino and me stuck outside the house. Alone.

Thank the Lord I had my cell phone in my pocket. Bryan had class, so he had to send his brother, who has a spare key, to rescue me. I was so mad at myself I started to cry for about one minute. Then I realized I was being ridiculous, and in the thirty minutes it would take Tommy to get to our house, I could be taking my walk, just as I'd planned.

When I was walking through our small neighborhood, I met a new family that had just moved in. Their home was destroyed last week by the tornado that passed us over, so they are going to be leasing for a year while they build a new house from scratch.

Instant perspective. Being locked out of my house for thirty minutes in the unseasonably pleasant weather? Not so bad.