Ohhhh -- Esssss -- Youuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Sorry folks, no pictures for a couple of days. I'm on a computer in the lobby of the hotel and I think they would take great umbridge to my dowloading pics onto their desktop. Yes, I could delete them, but to be frank (stop calling me frank!) I just don't want to go to all of that bother.
Besides, what happens in Stillwater, stays in Stillwater. These are my sorority sisters you know, so we did have to take a blood oath last night by moonlight with a slaughtered goat carcas nearby.
Some vows cannot be broken. :)

We had a great time last night. We went to a Mexican restaurant and sat for the most of the night, closing down the joint. We talked a lot. Some of us hadn't seen each other since the day we graduated twenty-some-none-of-your-business years ago. And we all agreed that we are past the age of consuming much alcohol. Yes, we were there almost 5 hours and most of us had 2 margaritas. We know, and accept, our limits. A huge key to aging gracefully, in my opinion. Well, there's that ........ and then there's the fear of how your body will treat you the next morning if you go against its limit. Not a pretty picture.

Some of us met for breakfast this morning and now we're going to take a walk around the campus. It's a lovely day -- if you don't count the cold, knock-a-cow-over, wind that's sweeping down the plain. I forgot how incredibly windy it is here. I might need to eat a couple of pizzas for lunch just to make sure both feet stay anchored to the ground!

We have registration today. There are more than 200 of us coming to this event. My other 3 friends who will be working with me to register people and I have decided that we'll go through the goody bags first to grab the things we like the best. That way we can all have a "set" of champagne glasses, instead of just one. So someone misses out on a champagne glass? Really, what can you do with just one?

I hear that the kids are all doing well. Of course, I don't hear this from the kids themselves. Most of them have not lowered themselves to answer my "I love and miss you" texts. Not all, but most. Brats. Those that answered may be given special treats when I return. I haven't decided yet what to do with those who think they don't need a mom. Hmmmmm. I guess I could bring home that goat carcas.

OK, so that's it for today, most likely. Just wanted to pop on and say hello and let everyone now that I am alive and not lying in a gutter..... so far.