There are fewer than a handful of people on my fl who don't know this already: Last night the REST OF YOU completely floored me with a big ole surprise going-away reception night thing. Holy crap, that was cool! I thought I was going back to put some beer in the fridge and the lights came on and whoa! It was great. I would write more but I have to get ready to take my ex-babysitter to the clinic this morning. Fortunately, I can do this without speaking since my voice is completely gone. It was getting scratchy yesterday and this morning I can barely croak at all. This isn't too alarming, since it's happened to me five or six times before. I'll be back to normal in a couple of days--I'm just glad it didn't happen a day earlier because I needed my voice last night to say thankyou a hundred or so times. Man! Thank you!