How appropriate is this song for me and Mankato, honestly. :) Today was Mother's Day. We just cannot manage to get out of the house on time for church when I'm home. Paulsons didn't come to first service. I went to the bathroom during Communion (how convenient) and called Brian, but my POS phone dropped the call. I took Mom out to breakfast at the Kernal before we headed off to Mankato . . . again. The MSO concert went awesome; the soloists were well-received and boy, did they play their hearts out. If I play the Shostakovich at WAMSO like they played tonight, that would be enough. Finally, it was time to go back to Owatonna for good . . . at least until next week! At home, I watched an early birthday present - the movie "27 Dresses." Then I called Brian back again. This time, I broke the news to him about my dad. It was relief to tell Brian. It seems like when you get bad news, you can always tell which friends you trust and depend on the most, because those are the first ones you think of to tell. Neil. Brian. Kimberly. The people I am sure that care about me. The friends I can cry all over their favorite shirt and all they say is, "It's all good; it was going in the wash anyway."