CR, and all other DISers. Always look up at the train station and if you see a lime green shirt (most of the time) come on up and whisper in my ear those special words "I am a DISer". I would say that about half the time the folks I invite to sit with us do not show up for various reasons, chief among them being that they do not think I will REALLY be there holding seats. I have met many delightful people this way and while I may not remember their names I do remember their stories.
Timmie, did you survive the weekend? Any more insights into the mind of the male animal? I could give you a heads up but this is something that gals have to learn for themselves.
Mom2Evie, I met a family from the DIS on my last trip. I did not remember how they looked but knew the t shirts when I saw them. The stick figure family is what I call them. Very nice folks too.
Pooh, I will be keeping you in my heart and mind today and tomorrow and will be waiting to hear the outcome. I know your mind has to be in a whirl.
I am painting today. Not alot but a bit done each day gets it done, eventurally.
BTW, I have lost 30 more pounds since that picture. Still fat but Barnum and Bailey are no longer sending me employment applications.
SG/Linda