Home again

This picture is of Jim and I think Son #3.  Not one hundred percent certain, but that's the kind of mom I am.

     I had a great weekend.  I am pooped.  Poor V -- I slept all the way to Tulsa in her car -- not a fun passenger.  Then I slept all the way home on the plane.  Now I am home with my crazy children.  Back in the zoo.

    I received a call from the security company at the lake last night around 11:30.  The alarm had gone off and they were sending the authorities out (she did not way what they were authorities in).  Son #3 and a wonderful friend went to the lake this morning to check everything (thank you, JD).  It seems that all is well and we're not sure what set the alarm off.  Unless a bug ran across the motion detector.  Anyway,  that was good to hear.

     It was great to renew old friendships and catch up with women whom I have loved over the years.  They all took great care of me and kept me laughing.  It was like we had never left each other and everyone looked great.  It was amazing how little everyone had changed (either that, or many, many of us need stronger glasses).  dsI, for one, did not close the bar down last night.  Midnight was about as far as I could go.  I'm not sure what happened after V & I left, though I'm sure it had to do with chanting and secret handshakes.  Oh, and can you believe how soon you forget a secret handshake?  And words to a secret song?!  I guess the whole "signed in blood" pact didn't have THAT much of an effect!

     I was exhausted and sad at the end of the night.  I hated to leave them.  I also hate it that the one person who knew many of these girls and with whom I would love to share the details about this weekend is no longer here.  He would have loved hearing how many of these women are doing and what's going on in their lives.  He would also have loved the pictures.  

     I really hope that we all keep in contact now and stay connected.  I need that.  I received a request to try to start a blog for the women in my pledge class.  I'll check into that and see if we can do it.  

     The kittens survived.  They seem to like each other now.  Colbie even got fixed and declawed.  Yay for me not having to be here for the aftermath, though Daughter #1 said she did really well.  I brought home gifts for them (note:  I did not bring home gifts for my ungrateful children.  Even the ones who read the blog and decided at the last minute to send me a text saying,  "I love and miss you, mom".  Like I didn't see through that!!  I didn't fall off the turnip truck yesterday, ya know (I think it was the day BEFORE yesterday). 

     On the excitement-front --- I'm off to see a new doctor for my shoulder tomorrow morning.  I've heard talk about shots.  I hope we determine what it actually is (besides a shoulder and old age) before we talk about sticking needles in it.  

     OK, time to play with my "babies" and think about dinner and then bed.

To all of you lovely, lovely Gamma Phis ---- I love you so much and miss you already.  Thank you for the thoughts and prayers.  Thank you for the laughs and the tears.  Thank you for helping to to finally have some fun.  A lot of fun.  I hope it doesn't take us nearly as long to do this again.

  You are amazing women.  Of course you are --- you're my sisters.