Wow! The photos are GREAT! TiaraBob and the dreamboats looked wonderful - I'm SO sorry I missed it . . . and the galley tour . . . and the midnight buffet . . . and the second ladies meet . . .
One photo of Lynn's little Drew that seems to be missing is the one we saw most often as his table mates - him with his mouth open! I swear that kid doesn't even shut it to swallow, he just mainlines his food right down the hatch. WHAT a charmer!
Sarah, my dad passed of pancreatic cancer too - very quickly - and a year later his brother - the same thing. I can totally sympathize - you want to say 'wait! wait!' at such times, but it's a moving bus and you can't get off. Hugs to you. To Cheri. to Lynn.
I'm giggling a little at all the "Thank you's" - first off - everybody musta had the same idea - let's
DO something - I loved the magnet, the shirt, the cards (must steal this idea, Shell) so everybody's giving everybody everything and thanking everybody for everything - Let's just GROUP HUG already! IT was a REMARKABLE time with a group of outrageously extraordinary people and we were all lucky enough to be part of it. The fairygodmother gig was Icing on the cake!
For me, I think this cruise has been cursed - I had a bit of bad news from the Magic a few minutes ago. Sarah, remember how you turned in the pillowcases to be signed? Well, on the first day, I turned in a map of the caribbean, that I had taken on all the cruises I went on. 3 day. 4 day. 7 day western. and now the 7 day eastern for the navigation staff to draw the route on. When I turned it in the first time, on the 3 day, I expected a sketch.
The person actually plotted the course and made notes on it. The person on the 4 day changed colors and did the same, as did the person on the 7 day western. This was the last stop before I ironed it out and got it framed.
They kept telling me "it wasn't quite ready" on Saturday morning, so finally we left with out it. MaryJo, the marketing manager, just called again. She's been tracking it since yesterday and now thinks it was delivered to the wrong cabin, on deck 2. (We were deck 6). It was a miracle that I managed to keep track of it for 3 years and 4 cruises. I don't think I can do it again. And, I'd be afraid to trust it out of my sight, anyway. I'm sick all over again.

Sorry to be whining.