Poor Peachie--I sure hope you feel better soon. I will have a bicarb in your honor.
That is really disturbing, Wabbit. The police haven't called you in for questioning, have they? (Just kidding) It doesn't seem possible for someone to be seeing patients one minute and keel over the next. And on a purely selfish note, now you have to go find another
(Oh come on, I know you were thinking that too)
Just because of Peaches' creepy story, I will add that the minister that married us was run out of town not long afterward. He was a wino and bounced checks at local stores. We actually went to the town office to check if our marriage license was valid.
DD's play is this evening. My video camera is on the blink and I won't get any pics of her probably unless I can convince DH to bring his camera (my still camera is also broken). We are rushing out of town after the play to go to the sailboat for the weekend. Apparently it would kill us to wait until morning to drive down there.
Tata folks. Yes, Sugar, I am jealous of your new friend. How's Steve?