dear mehitabel,

the boss wanted me to tell you that she's sending smitty and the mamaws up there to help you all out. and she says since she can't no stinking yak dance at the moment, she's gettin' those ankle biters of hers to gather up some rocks to throw at the uhaul bad boys.

so, don't go gettin' yer tail under a rocking chair -- everything will be jus' fine. ;-)

regards, awchee