That Mrs. Walker! She sure is a tramp!

Have fun with the do-over party.
You all know that D and I were singing totally the wrong words on Splash, where is says pretty good sure as you're born we sung pretty good show us your (insert something beginning with b)

That's a good one, too!
There is a country song - I can't even think of which one - which more or less talks about the guy being drunk all weekend, and then "Monday morning, I wake up with a hammer in my hand, bossman yelling something at me I don't understand."
Well, I KNOW the right words, but every time in my head, I sing "hammer in my pants" which is just a whole 'nother can of worms
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BOOK FAIR IS DONE!!!!!!!!!!!
We got our finances worked out, so I think I'm truly done. Woohoo! Not thinking of it until March!
Tennis was iffy this morning - complaint woman was back in true form. D subbed into the class too, and he always thought I was exaggerating her crazy, but he knows now...
So, it wasn't quite as much fun. Oh, well. Then I had my eyebrows done, and then my co-chair got here, and then I had icky phone calls.
My first college roommate's mother has passed away, very suddenly.

I got a call from another roomie, A (5 of us lived together senior year, including Dr. Belle...) that she'd had this message from then that C's mom had been diagnosed with ovarian cancer just on 11/4, and then she'd never heard anything more from C., figuring that they were just working on treatments and such. Then she got the message this morning that she'd passed. A asked me to call Dr. Belle, since A was at work.
I didn't even know about the diagnosis. I'm so, so sad for her. Her DH is a complete waste, her younger DB's are both chronologically younger and not terribly mature, and her parents divorced several years ago. Her mom was an only child, and while she is close to many cousins, aunts, uncles, etc., they are all on her dad's side. I can't imagine how she's going to cope with just the "have to do" list, let alone the emotional stuff. She is a lawyer, so that might help, but she's never been good at social niceties and just that kind of "what's done" stuff.
And again, this is the kind of thing where I just HATE being 1100 miles away from my oldest friends and family. Not that I don't have great friends here, but... I can't be there for people I care so much about.
I'm sorry to be a downer.
