STICKY POST We interrupt this post for an important announcement LOOKIE, LOOKIE... I'VE GOT A NEW TEMPLATE!!! A HUGE THANK YOU TO BOND FOR MY NEW LOOK!!! I'm am truly tickled pink!!!!!! You may now return to the regularly scheduled reading below...

STICKY, STICKY POST Yet another interruption I have had several ask me for Matt's mailing address. I haven't got it yet but once I do I'll post it here. He does not have an e-mail addy that he can access from boot camp. I will have no verbal communication with him until one week before graduation, which is October 19, or the week of graduation. Thank you all for your support and encouragement. SMOOCHES!!

I have got to keep my sanity. So in order to do that I must laugh. I must keep myself busy. This is the only way I know how to do it. I was going through my e-mail deleting most if out and found this one. Oh lord I laughed so hard when I first read it. Have you ever wanted to just strangle someone? Especially at customer service? I know that I have. Remember this the next time you need to return something and they are giving you a hard time!!!!!!! A woman went to a K-Mart service counter and told the clerk she wanted a refund for the toaster she bought because it won't work. The clerk told her that he can't give her a refund because she bought it on special. Suddenly, the woman threw her arms up in the air and started screaming, "PINCH MY NIPPLES! PINCH MY NIPPLES! PINCH MY NIPPLES!!!!!!" The befuddled clerk ran away to get the store manager in front of a growing crowd of customers. The manager comes to the woman and asks,"Ma'am what's wrong?" She explained the problem with the toaster, and he also told her that he can't give her a refund because she bought it on special. Once again, the woman throws her arms up in the air and screamed, "PINCH MY NIPPLES! PINCH MY NIPPLES! PINCH MY NIPPLES!!!", and doing so draws an even bigger crowd! In shock, the store manager pleads, "Ma'am, why are you saying that?" In a huff, the woman says, "BECAUSE, I LIKE TO HAVE MY NIPPLES PINCHED WHEN I'M BEING SCREWED!!" The crowd broke into applause and her money was quickly refunded!!

Oh what do I write about today? I got home Friday afternoon, went straight to bed. No, I didn't go to sleep, but just relaxed. Slept late Saturday. Up Sunday morning, off to church. Home after church, nap. Up from nap, packed and headed back to Pulaski. I did not touch Matt's room. The bed is still unmade, there is still dirty cloths on the floor, dirty cups on the dresser and night stand. I think maybe I will have to clean that room this weekend. It's been exactly one week since I have seen or talked Matt. I bought his birthday card last night. I hope to have his mailing address today or tomorrow so I can send it off. His 18th birthday is Thursday, August 2. I know he is doing fine. The audit is this week at work. Third party auditor was here this morning at 8:00 am and will be leaving tomorrow. I'll be so glad when this week is over. I won't have to make these weekly trips back to Pulaski after this week. Thank god! I will have to make them monthly though. I will try to post more tonight from the hotel. SMOOCHES!

We interrupt this blog post for a very important STICKY POST I want to give a HUGE thank you to Mimi for making this Peace Globe for Matt. I was once again shocked, because of the outpouring of support, when I opened my e-mail last night and saw an e-mail from her. There was one small detail that I asked her to change, and gladly did. I opened my e-mail again this morning and here is the final. I will fly this proudly on my blog next to mine. THANK YOU MIMI - SMOOCHES! You may now return to your regularly scheduled reading below.....

I'm Falling Apart! The events of this week have finally caught up with me. I am totally exhausted. My body is totally shutting down. It was all I could do to keep my head up at work this afternoon. At one point this afternoon, I was typing a document, looked at the monitor and this is what was on there... "dkfiodnfdskjfikaeiiadknciaoe. idoakfadsfa;dfka;dff" I fell asleep... Now I did happen to remember a post a friend of mine, Angell from ANGELL'Z-SECRETZ had this posted. I'm borrowing it from her ... hope you don't mind Angell... What to Say If You Should Get Caught Sleeping at Work The top ten list of things to say when caught sleeping at your desk by the boss ... Number 10 "They told me at the blood bank that this might happen." Number 9 "This is just a 15 minute power-nap like they raved about in that 'Time Management' course you sent me to." Number 8 "Whew! Guess I left the top off the White-Out. You probably got here just in time!" Number 7 "I wasn't sleeping! I was meditating on the mission statement and envisioning a new paradigm." Number 6 "I was testing my keyboard for drool resistance." Number 5 "I was doing a highly specific Yoga exercise to relieve work-related stress. What? Are you discriminatory toward people who practice Yoga?" Number 4 "Why did you interrupt me? I had almost figured out a solution to our biggest problem." Number 3 "The coffee machine is broken ..." Number 2 "Someone must've put decaf in the wrong pot ..." And the #1 best thing to say if you get caught sleeping at your desk ... Raise your head from the desk and say, "... in Jesus' name. AMEN!" I did happen to remember #1... so when Muragan walked into my office I raised my head and did the sign of the cross and said "In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost"... he thought it was funny... little did he know that I had fell asleep... yes again. I am only working half day tomorrow, taking the two hour commute home, and as soon as I get home I'm crashing in my bed. I'll unpack the car later. I know that I haven't been sleeping well. One never does in a hotel. I have been worrying about Matt this week. I found out that while he is in Receiving at Parris Island that he will suffer from sleep deprevation. Now I know my son, he's like momma, loves to sleep. Hey, I didn't cry Thursday ... but I kept myself really busy too. I really do dread going home. His room is still exactly the way he left it on Sunday. Bed unmade, cloths in the floor, dirty cups on the nightstand and dresser. I don't know if I'll get it cleaned this weekend or not. Will take it one day at a time.

Thursday Thirteen Edition # - Heck if I know - 40??? Here are some great letter writing tips I've found when I get Matt's address. 1. Write every day if you can. 2. KEEP ALL COMMUNICATION POSITIVE AND UPBEAT. TELL HIM/HER HOW PROUD YOU ARE, EVERY SINGLE LETTER. (Save any bad news for after graduation.) 3. Pre-address a bunch of envelopes to your son/daughter. Put a stamp on them. Include one or two sheets of writing paper. Keep them in your glove box or purse. Hand them out to friends, relatives, teachers, anyone you run in to who you think might drop a quick line. You'll be amazed how many people you'll find that will be tickled to write, especially when you've done most of the work for them. 4. Stuck for stuff to write every day? If you have a digital camera, take pics of anything...kid's truck at home, his room waiting for his return, the floor of the laundry room you've seen for the first time in years now that kid's gone...haha, Dad getting his first cup of coffee in the morning (always good for another laugh), pets, friends, siblings, grandparents...whatever. Insert the pics in the letter with captions.Make a sign that says "HI ______" for people to hold while you take the pics. It generates some fun photos!!Take your camera everywhere, digital or not. You'll be amazed at how many people and things you'll find to shoot and take up space. Your son/daughter will love it. Picture's worth a thousand words... 5. Enclose articles from your local paper. If your newspaper is online, you can copy and paste the articles into your letter. Keep the news interesting or good...remember, no negatives now. 6. If your son/daughter is a sports fan, enclose sports news. 7. Don't put anything on the envelope other than recruit's address and your return address. No stickers, perfume, nothing to make the recruit stand out. 8. Early in the game, send your recruit the addresses of his/her buddies. Trust me, your recruit won't have them unless they are memorized. 9. Go online and run a search for a good, upbeat Joke Of The Day site and include a few in your letters. 10. Go online and get inspirational quotes. 11. Go card shopping. Write a little note, but do try to include a few photos or a newspaper clipping...anything to add to the brief respite mail call gives the kids. 12. Send a fill in the blank/multiple choice letter for your recruit to complete and send back to you. This is for those who do not like to write. 13. Write, write, write... no negatives... all upbeat and very positive. This can't be stressed enough. We want to keep his spirits up.

Not so Wordless Wednesday. Not only did my son make a brave decision to defend our great nation, but so did 16 other young men Monday. Yes, there was a total of 17 brave young men that left the Memphis MEPS for The United States Marine Corp. - Parris Island, SC "I, MATLOCK LEE CAFFREY, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God." I love my Marine Recruit. I'm one so very proud momma.

I'm back at work today. Back in Pulaski ... I will post pictures tonight from the hotel. I have some of Matt's going away party, his swearing in, etc. I promise I am going to try and get around to everyone's blog who has visited me. The outpouring of love, prayers, thoughts and encouragement is truly overwhelming. I can not thank y'all enough for all you have done for me. I will be calling into the Mo Show tonight so I hope to hear everyone there. Again, thank y'all soooooo very much from the bottom of my heart. SMOOCHES!

SHORT POST - I just got off the phone with Vinny. I'm sitting at the Radisson in Memphis, My eyes feel like I have laid face down in a sand pit. I didn't bring my computer but found one here in the hotel. So I log on and let me tell y'all I'm feeling the love and prayers here. Y'all are soooooo very wonderful! I am having a really hard time. I'm going to make a few blog rounds tonight. I will post more from the hotel in Pulaski on Tuesday night. A very HUGE THANK YOU to each and every one of you. I love all y'all so much.

Received this in an e-mail yesterday. It's a must share. She is 92 years old, petite, well poised, and proud. She is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed, and her makeup perfectly applied, in spite of the fact she is legally blind. Today she has moved to a nursing home. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making this move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet curtains that had been hung on her window. "I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy. "Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room...just wait," I said. Then she spoke these words that I will never Forget: "That does not have anything to do with it," she gently replied. "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not, does not depend on how the furniture is arranged. It is how I arrange my mind. I have already decided to love it. It is a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice. I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or I can get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do work. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I will focus on the new day and all of the happy memories I have stored away...just for this time in my life. Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you have already put in. " I believe- That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become. I believe- That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. I believe- That just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. I believe- That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love. I believe- That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be. I believe- That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them. I believe- That you can keep going, long after you can't. I believe- That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. I believe- That either you control your attitude or it controls you. I believe- That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences. I believe- That money is a lousy way of keeping score. I believe- That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time. I believe- That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up. I believe- To be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel. I believe- That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated. I believe- That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself. I believe- That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief. I believe- That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do. I believe- That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever. I believe- That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different. I believe- That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you. I believe- That even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help. I believe- That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being. I believe- That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon. Happiness is being able to recognize and appreciate when "life, at this particular moment in time, is perfect."

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY Edition # - Unknown The flower garden at my back door One of my favorite potted plants. Blooms out during the day and closes up at night. Two future Marines - enjoying there last few days of freedom and being boys - ship date July 23, 2007 My backyard under construction

Matt and Samantha - have been best friends since 4th grade. She told me yesterday that she would marry Matt in a heart beat. I told her that I'd have her for a DIL. She loves him so very much. She will be here waiting for him. I've always called her my red headed step child. ;-) I believe they are more than best friends. She's going with us this weekend when he leaves. She's almost as in a mess as I am. I'm just a right mess this week and I don't see next week getting any better. At the drop of a hat I'm crying. Can someone please pass me the snot rag? I know that I'm not the first mother nor will I be the last to send her son off to Marine boot camp. But this is MY son. The child that I labored for 23 1/2 hrs with. The child that weight 9 lbs. 11 oz. when he was born. The child that grew up right before my very eyes and oh so ever fast. So y'all please bear with me this week and next. I may or may not post. I really thought that I would be stronger than this and could handle it. Guess what, I can't. SMOOCHES

MARBLES Get to work this morning only to find that someone has sent me an e-mail that I find absolutely hilarious. NAME THIS PICTURE What do you think he could be possibly looking for in there? No Sir, Mr. President, I don't see any marbles in there either sir...

Thursday Thirteen Edition #Unknown I haven't done a Thursday Thirteen post for several weeks. I have thought about what I'd do a thirteen about, so I have decided to give you my thirteen random things about me. Yes, there are more than thirteen but hey this is Thursday Thirteen. 1. I snore. Yes, Tony says there is not way to describe how I snore. We should have enough wood cut for the entire winter with my snoring. 2. I have a place for EVERYTHING! For instance, in my refrigerator I put all the condiments together, the cokes together, except for mine. The milk and my diet dew are always in the door. If someone is helping me put things away after supper and they put this stuff in places other than where I want them, I move them to their spot. I have actually threatened to put labels in my frig as to where everything should be. 3. I have a very structured work morning routine. I am always the first one up. As soon as my feet hit the floor, I head directly to the kitchen; pour myself diet Mt. Dew, in a plastic glass with 6 ice cubes, it must be a plastic glass. I stand there and drink half the glass, refill and head straight for the shower. 4. When I’m writing a letter, note, grocery list and if my letters don’t look the way that I want them to, I will totally re-write the entire thing. It doesn’t matter if I’m almost through, if I write a letter and it’s wrong, I will redo it. 5. I have absolutely NO patience with morning traffic. I suffer from road rage. There should be a law that says people from ages 60 and up should NOT be allowed on the road between the hours of 6:00 am – 8:30 am and 3:30 pm – 6:00 pm. They are just in the way!!!! They are either driving extremely too slow, drive in the fast line slow, drive in the middle of the lanes, pull out in front of you and drive slow… they hold up traffic. There should not be allowed to have a doctor’s appointment at 8:00 am. *I will make an exception to this rule... Sarge Charlie & Mrs. Bee, I'm getting out of their way... ;-) 6. I am a yeller. Yes, when something or someone, especially my children, are on my very last nerve I will scream and yell. Matt will say, "Mom, stop yelling, you are not making any sense. I'm not listening to you." Well son, stop getting on my nerves... 7. I will play the same CD over and over and over and over until I know every word of every song that I like all the while I’m doing some serious car dancing too. To bad that I don’t have speakers at work because I would be doing some serious desk dancing if I did. 8. I talk to myself. Yes I do. I have heard my entire life that it's okay to talk to yourself as long as you don't answer yourself. Guess what, I've been known to answer myself too. 9. Well I'm going to admit it I do have a serious potty mouth. Especially when I am mad. A sailor ain't got nothing on me if I'm really pissed. I can stream together obsencities that even make me cringe sometimes. I do have to ask for forgiveness for this too. 10. I WILL NOT tolerate any form of racism, prejudice or flat out ignorance. In this day and age these should be totally obsolete. I just really don't understand it. I don't understand why some people are so small/narrowed minded. *I'll save this topic for another post and I could write an entire post on this* 11. Tony says when I'm sleeping that my farts will put a gorilla to shame. I have been known to wake him up. Not only from the smell but the volume of the fart. He calls these the "Waker Upper Farts" He says that is smells and sounds like King Kong sat on the house and farted. Honestly, I've never woke myself up doing this so we'll have to take his word for it. 12. Oh, I get really pissed off if I am taking a nap it get woke up for a stupid reason. DO NOT interrupt my nap. Just ask anyone in my family. If you're not dying or seriously bleeding then leave me the hell alone. And don't DARE call me on the phone and ask me a stupid question. Like "Where you sleeping?" GRRRRRRRRR 13. Thank god I'm on number 13 because I'm sleepy and I want to go to sleep. SMOOCHES!

Another "Matt story" and a tag Tuesday I couldn't get Matt out of the bed to save my soul. Finally around 1:00 pm he rolls out. "What's for breakfast?" "Whaaaaa?" "What's for breakfast, Mom." "Son, it's 1:00 in the afternoon, are you crazy ... I'm NOT cooking you any breakfast. If you want breakfast, you're going to have to cook it yourself." "But Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." "Ok, what do you want?" "I want bacon, scrambled eggs, gravy and homemade biscuts." "Ok, while I cook you something to eat, go clean your pit sty of a room and while you're at it strip those sheets off your bed, they need washing." I sling the skillet and mixing bowl out of the cabinet and proceed to whip up a homemade breakfast. I get everything fixed ready for my hungry boy to eat, go to his room to see the progess .... HE'S BACK IN THE BED WATCHING T.V. Had not made the first effort to pick anything up in the "pig sty" and the bed isn't stripped yet ... I was absolutely furious. "MATT.... YOUR BREAKFAST IS READY AND THIS PIG STY IS STILL A PIG STY" "Mom, I'll clean it, I promise." I'm thinking to myself, yeah right. I'll be the one to pick up those funky socks, those nasty jeans and those smelly sweaty shirts. "If you don't get this room picked up TODAY, I'm going to ground you till you leave." "Mom, I love you" all the while pinching my cheeks so hard that he left a red mark. Well, I'll give you three guesses who cleaned the room and stripped the bed and the first two don't count. The rest of the day not much exciting happened. We spent some time in the pool. Matt left around 6:00 pm going to a friends house. I cooked a litle supper, I worked in my yard a little, jumped back in the pool, watched a little TV myself that night.. can you say BORING... Now ... TAG, I'M IT!!! I was tagged by my fellow schmoozer Toni for an 8 things about you and your hubby meme. Like Toni and her hubs, we are not an 'exciting couple, nor are we a 'power couple'. But we are a couple who loves one another and will go that extra mile when need be. Sometime... no alot of the time ... one is giving more than the 50/50 share. But that's what makes our relationship work. 1.) We are an interracial couple. We met at work. He is part of the management team. I never thought our relationship would be anymore than a working relationship. Here it is 3 years later and we are still together. 2.) We are not married, however may as well be. Live in the same house, share the same money, etc. Only difference is we don't have a piece of paper. Right now this really isn't that important. 3.) He is the choir director at church. He has the most beautiful voice. I can't carry a tune in a 10 gallon bucket with a handle on it. 4.) He tore down the brick wall I had around my heart after I went through a rough and messy divorce. I swore I would NEVER be involved with another man. I was ever so wrong there. 5.) He is NOT picky at all. I could cook the same meal at supper for a week and he would eat it and not say nothing. 6.) We don't argue. We have disagreements and they are always worked out before we go to sleep at night. 7.) He has the most beautiful green eyes you will ever see. 8.) He can clean the house and do the laundry so much better than me. See, I told you... not very exciting at all. Heck, we've been know to go to bed on Friday night at 6:30, eat supper in bed, curl up and watch TV ... seriously, Kaitlin has even been known to crawl up there with us. So I guess now it's my turn to tag some one with this meme... let me see, who shall I pick???? Ummmm... eeny, meeny, miney, mo.... Oh here we go... Sandee from COMEDY PLUS cause I just lurves her and I get to tag her first Turn from TURNBABY because she is my fellow hoochie momma Kyra from THE 108 because she will make this meme soooooo very interesting I won't punish anyone else with this meme... ;-) SMOOCHES!

STICKY POST scroll below for Tuesday's post, please The Schmoozer Award Sandee over at COMEDY PLUS has awarded me with the Schmoozer Award. Now that's the best welcome back surprise ever. I am so very proud and honored to be known as a schmoozer ... so I want to recognize some other bloggers that have smoozed their way into my life and heart... Toni - AIR FORCE WIFE Kyra - THE 108 Linda - ARE WE THERE YET? Anna - ANNA Ann - ANNDI Sexy Foreigh Hoochie Angell - ANGELL'Z-SECRETZ Busy - BUSY Rocker Hoochie Dana - DANA and her cow ;-) Meri - MERIBAH the sweet puppy Gail - GAIL my sweetie Julie - JULIE she's a jewel Mary - MARY'S FLYBY Snarky Hoochie Pia - PIA Oh Bodacious Hoochie Trav - TRAVIS Oh Mysterious Hottie Turn - TURNBABY the Randy Hoochie Vin - BOND The Hottie So, grab your badge, proudly display it and honor those that have touched your life. Thank you Sandee for this great honor.

How is all turned out... How I visioned my July 4th vacation was not was I got. Nope, my dear son had other ideas. Back in May, the manager at the Burger King gave him a job knowing that he would only be there until the first of July. His words to Matt when he hired him went something like this, note this is coming second hand from Matt... "Matt, I'm hiring you knowing that you will only be here for approximatley 2 months. I'm hiring you because (1) you are graduating from one of the best high schools around. Not only did I too graduate from AHS, but my mom is a teacher there. (2) but most importantly, you have made a very brave decision to serve our great country and I know that the Marines don't take no junk. I know that you're a very disciplined young man." So with that, Matt got a job flipping hamburgers... So with that, Matt had to work all weekend before the week of the 4th and that was the end of his hamburger flipping days. For some strange odd reason, Matt doesn't want to stay at home. He wants to have some of his last hoorahs on the weekend. I'm okay with that. I'm thinking that he will spend the week at home piddling around the house and spend time with momma. WRONG..... oh was I ever so WRONG!!! He did spend most of the day Monday with me. I attempted to lay around the pool but that didn't happen either. Every time I'd get really good and comfy on my float here I'd go flipping over. Yup, Matt would swim under me and tip me over. I would get back on my float and here we would go again. "Matt, would you PLEASE leave me alone, I'm trying to relax" "Mom, in about 3 weeks you'll be wishing that I was here to pick on you." "Well, right now I'm trying to get some sun... go pick on someone else and I don't mean your sister either." Here I'd go again, flipped off the float. The entire time Matt is giggling like a 4 year old. Yes, he is right. I know that I will be wanting him to pick on me again. I know that I will be wanting him to come up behind me, putting his arms around me and giving me a big ole' bear hug. I know that I will be wanting him to come over to the couch where I am sitting, bend over, pinch me on both cheeks and give me a big sloppy wet kiss on my forehead all the time telling me how much he loves me. Ahhhh yes, Matt will tell me that he loves me often. It doesn't matter who is around. He has NEVER been afraid of saying those three little words to me. Even in those awkard years when I'd drop him off at school or anywhere for that matter, would kiss me, hug me and tell me he loved me. Also on Monday, we got news that he will head out to Parris Island as a Private First Class. Not only did he get one of his classmates to join he got another young man to join that will leave with him also. So there will be three young men leaving from this area on July 23. He will get to graduate with a stripe on his arm ... I'm very proud of him for this accomplishment. That being said, he leaves me alone for about an hour and goes to pick the other kid to spend the night. Now I have not only Matt picking on me but Adrian as well ... But you know these boys are excited about leaving. The both told me that they are ready to go but also admit that they are scared and nervous. I finally have had enough of being flipped off my float, get out of the pool, go inside to start supper. I've got a hungry family to feed. Yes, I did remeber how to cook. Monday nights supper was one of Matt's favorite meals ... meatloaf, stir-fry veggies, fresh garden tomatos and sweet tea. Nothing was left ... I believe that was the best meatloaf I have ever made. So that was Monday ... not much happened. We did have a few mother/son conversations that were very special to me. I missed all y'all so terribly much. One lesson that I did learn was NEVER TO GO WITHOUT COMMUNICATING WITH MY BLOGGER FRIENDS FOR OVER A WEEK AGAIN! So there you have it... my word.. I'll NEVER do it again. SMOOCHES!

Did you miss me? Uh, uh, uh... Well ........ did you??? Oh I missed y'all terribly! I'm back in Pulaski today, my desk it a freakin disaster area. I'm going to play catch up all week but will make a post tonight from the hotel. Last week was not what I had hoped it would be. Why is it so hard to keep a teenager at home? Geez.... you would think I was an alien from outer space or something. I was totally invisible ... I may as well had been talking to the walls. They definitely would have listened better and not have talked back... ;-) More tonight. I'm just so gosh darn happy to be back. HUGES SMOOCHES!