Went to work for three hours, called my super bawling. Told her I am sick and can't get disk of records to her today and could she come clean up a few things for me. Three hours or torture. I got through it and then my daughter's car I picked up yesterday was racing. Going 30 without gas. So I stopped by and did paperwork while they replaced an air gasket? Finally home in bed. Puppies are playing on me, all three. Little one goes for the face. Giving him empty drug bottles to play with. His favorite is the toothbrush he loves. A little nervous about him piddling on the bed, trying to get him to stay on the towels. You guys are so very kind. Each of you, silver, faveroday,gg and spaz. Thanks. I really feel like pooooo. It's gotta get better right?