We had plans to do dessert and games and some people looking into our church with our missionaries but they had to cancel and I knew that meant the missionaries were out of dinner plans, so I invited them over thinking I'd better jump on it since who knows the next time I'll actually be making dinner. The house is a disaster and I started thinking I might have bitten off too much to chew.
And then my saintly friend Angie stopped by out of nowhere and asked if she could take my kids and offered to chop my onion. Angie was literally deathly ill during her three pregnancies so I feel like a total sissy complaining about my nausea to her, but that's just how she is, she's like the urgent response team any public service would love to have.
I love good friends. Thanks Angie!!!!!
Q: Did you ever have a friend save you in a time of need?
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Hmmm....yes. You did! Remember that one day when I was pregnant with #3 and pathetically laying on my couch sick as a dog with a disastrous house, a husband gone on a scout camping trip, and melting kids. And you knocked on my door, washed my dishes, picked up my house, and then rubbed my shoulders? Oh yeah, I remember that. That was awesome.
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