When I took Lewis to the ballgame he was horrified that I got us lost. Even he figured out where we were before I did. I told him "I am always lost". Saturday I proved it.

Micca called last night and is planning a formal dinner for August. Wines for every course. He was actually asking me if I preferred this vegetable over that and this dessert over that. In frustration, I pointed out that it was months away and did not have to be organized today. LOL He is as bad as Jacqui trying to organize me. Is it a Brit thing?

My only request is that this time someone else cleans the salad dressing off the walls - Micca is a somewhat enthusiastic chef.