Hi Focker Friends!
I'm still not well.

It's changing all the time though. One day it's vomit, the next crazy sweating/clammy/freezing fits and the next day stomach cramps and nausea. Fun, fun, fun.
Poor Bob is STILL stuck down south. He is having the trip from you know where! He was supposed to come home about 11 pm tonight. Don't think so.
Things are good otherwise. Talking about no food. My poor children are so sick of eating bread and water that I had to drag my sick ol' self to the grocery store. I wasn't sure I'd make it though so I made them come with me and told them if I ran off to finish the list! LOL. We made it through though. I now have food. And thanks to my wonderful kids (and some work on my part, which nearly killed me) the house is clean too!
Angela: Great pic of you and Mooch! So cute!
CE: Glad the car wasn't tons of cash!
Dawn: I'm not better. It's just residual sassiness.
Sorry to all the people I didn't quote. My brain is fried. (isn't that what Janet says???)
Oh, I know what else I wanted to say. Our wedding. We got married at the courthouse, by a one-eyed judge. No kidding. He had one eye.
The front row of the court room had a few people in it. We were two or three rows back (Me, NotBob, my bff, his bro and wife and my parents and grandparents-Bob's declined.

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The judge starts with: "today we have a few divorces but first some good news! Would the couple about to married step forward to the bench?"
So we did.
And one of the women in the front row, who is there for a divorce, starts balling. She WAILED through the whole one-eyed cermony.
LOL
But, thankfully it's the marriage that's important. Not the wedding.
Remind me to tell you some time how I was almost arrested at my reception.
MEL