No longer Mr. Swiss Cheese!

Mark is done already, and there is NO HOLE! Thank goodness!

I mean, a hole in the heart that is easily fixable is a cakewalk in the grand scheme of things, but I'd kind of like to be done with the whole heart thing, you know? So anyway, I thank God for sparing us on this one, and giving us the strength to get through that freakishly long hour. And I thank God for the gas in my car that took me to Jimmy John's while Mark had his test. Prayer mixed with a Vito-with-peppers is always a good way to ease one's nerves.

All joking aside, I am so very thankful for good news. God is good!