Well, they are as close to packed as they can be, anyways, without including those necessities I’ll need to use in the morning.  And man, am I FREAKED!  I am so excited, really, really, really excited to go on this trip!  The prospect of two days to myself is like a delicious Hot Fudge Cake just waiting to be eaten.  No one pulling on me, sitting on me, rubbing snot on me, whining at me…a big, comfy bed all to myself…a couple of nights of uninterrupted sleep!  Who can fathom that??  Not to mention the intelligent conversation with other moms and the photography lessons, the free meals I don’t have to cook, and having my bed made for me every day! I am really looking forward to all that!

But darn it I am gonna miss my family.  And I am gonna worry my head off about that nursing-addict, Sophie. 

And I don’t really wanna fly to La Jolla, I just wanna click my heels and BE there! 

 But I will be, before I know it.  And chances are, we are all gonna survive.  But if the kids don’t give Bobby at least a little taste of what they give me every day, I might be a little pissed.  

I’m just kidding. No I’m not. I’m Dead Serious.

Fo’ Sheezy! Talk to y’all tomorrow when I am in CALIFORNIA!