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Not much. A long and horrible week has ended. My daughter is now approaching her divorce and UGLY custody battle. God Libby, it's horrible. She finally ran out of money and has to run the case herself. My husband has been helping her but even he has NOT practiced that type of law for 25 years. It's ugly Libby, really ugly. I wouldn't mind your prayers beginning on the 26th through the 29th!!. Her estranged husband is a mental case. But he's such a pathological liar that I'm believing he will likely convict himself. The Lawyer that Marlise had was really good and he took time with her and David and explained how she should run her case. He said, actually, this is happening a lot now and when a lay person has to handle their own case and the other one is defended by a Lawyer, the Judge effectively becomes the unrepresented parties Lawyer. In other words, he assists her in the "law" matters and can even question one of the other sides or her sides witnesses. All I can do is trust God, because Lord knows, she is the only one that has been supporting these two children while that bum fakes "disability" and collects welfare. Not nice and very very draining. My husband, who never talks like this, said the other day, "if I had a gun at my disposal right now (eg in the office), and I ran into Gleyn, he said it would be worth the rest of my life just to splatter that b@astard brains against the wall!! If you knew my husband, that's shocking!! When your in the middle of this stuff, it's on your mind every minute of every day!!

Email joke from Dad inlaw

Subject: Soouutherneers

Southerners

Only a Southerner knows the difference between a hissie fit and a conniption fit, and that you don't "HAVE" them, you "PITCH" them.

Only a Southerner knows how many fish, collard greens, turnip greens, peas, beans, etc., make up "a mess."

Only a Southerner can show or point out to you the general direction of "yonder."

Only a Southerner knows exactly how long "directly" is -- as in: "Going to town, be back directly."

Even Southern babies know that "Gimme some sugar" is not a request for the white, granular sweet substance that sits in a pretty little bowl in the middle of the table.

All Southerners know exactly when "by and by" is. They might not use the term, but they know the concept well.

Only a Southerner knows instinctively that the best gesture of solace for a neighbor who's got trouble is a plate of hot fried chicken and a big bowl of cold potato salad. If the neighbor's trouble is a real crisis, they also know to add a large banana puddin!

Only Southerners grow up knowing the difference between "right near" and "a right far piece." They also know that "just down the road" can be 1 mile or 20.

Only a Southerner, both knows and understands, the difference between a redneck, a good ol' boy, and po' white trash.

No true Southerner would ever assume that the car with the flashing turn signal is actually going to make a turn.

A Southerner knows that "fixin" can be used as a noun, a verb, or an adverb.

Only Southerners make friends while standing in lines. We don't do "queues," we do "lines"; and when we're "in line," we talk to everybody!

Put 100 Southerners in a room and half of them will discover they're related, even if only by marriage.

Southerners never refer to one person as "ya'll."

Southerners know grits come from corn and how to eat them.

Every Southerner knows tomatoes with eggs, bacon, grits, and coffee are perfectly wonderful; that red eye gravy is also a breakfast food; and that fried green tomatoes are not a breakfast food.

When you hear someone say, "Well, I caught myself lookin'," you know you are in the presence of a genuine Southerner!

Only true Southerners say "sweet tea" and "sweet milk." Sweet tea indicates the need for sugar and lots of it -- we do not like our tea unsweetened. "Sweet milk" means you don't want buttermilk.

And a true Southerner knows you don't scream obscenities at little old ladies who drive 30 MPH on the freeway. You just say, "Bless her heart" and go your own way.

To those of you who're still a little embarrassed by your Southerness: Take two tent revivals and a dose of sausage gravy and call me in the morning. Bless your heart!

And to those of you who are still having a hard time understanding all this Southern stuff, bless your hearts, I hear they are fixin' to have classes on Southernness as a second language!

And for those that are not from the South but have lived here for a long time, ya'll need a sign to hang on ya'lls front porch that reads "I aint from the South but I got here as fast as I could."