I'm in the mood. The mood, you know, to write to myself...ok, hello, self, I've missed you...

Phillip went to Unca Paul's funeral. He sat with Grandma. He sat beside Darnell, Mama and Paul's sister. When the casket was rolled by she said, "Dam." Phillip doesn't know why. But we've drawn our own conclusions. There is always something crazy going on with the Mills family. I wish I couldv'e been there. He said that when the funeral director, who is a friend of the family too, asked that all the family go to the designated area for them, there was almost no one left in the regular area...Then, and don't tell anyone, Mama said that Uncle Billy came up behind her and told her to get in there before the Cosby's get in front. I love it!!! I remember at Mozelle's funeral, the music stopped. Just stopped right in the middle of the funeral. Nobody knew what happened, but everybody in the congregation smiled, chuckled or outright laughed cause that was SOOO MOZELLE!!! She was such a fun lady, even her funeral was fun. Please don't take anything I say in a bad way. It is not meant to be AT ALL. I love my family and am very proud of each and every one. There aren't many families that can say you can call any of your relatives for any thing you need. It's like an Angie's list. By the way, that's Johnny Fowler's wife's name, Angie. She's sweet and she fell right into the scheme of things when she married him. Lucky man, that Johnny.

Ok, so I'm done with my gossip. No, it isn't gossip, it's just an Irish mile. I'm gonna mosey on now. See yall.