Friends,

My husband just threw a stupid hissy fit, because he couldn't find the TV remote. He moved almost all of the furniture around in the two major rooms downstairs, and evidently I misplaced it (the TV remote) when I went to bed last night.

Anyway just as I started to write this post he found it, so everything will be fine until he finds something else to overeact to. Hopefully, it won't be until tomorrow sometime. I'm still trying to decompress from this last semester that I put to bed on Monday.

EJ