Well back to work today and they had that sign on the roof lit; "If your stupid, call this number", not really but it was a busy day for the clinic and for this clinician.

Oh, by the way the last blogg got really messed up some how and did not publish the rest of the blogg stuff about my 92yo mom calling me in California to make sure I was safe from hurricane's. My point was, you never stop worrying about your kids no matter how old they are or how independent they think they are.

JR, Jess, Syd and Megan are getting settled into their new digs in Vancouver town. Syd still isn't quite sure what to make of these changes but as long as she has Barney to watch everything is cool. Jessica is busy setting up her new nest and getting ready for Megans arrival in about 6 or 7 weeks. She will be another beauty to enhance or clan. We have so many beautiful girls in our family and Megan will be a welcome addition.

JR is busy learning the ropes of his new job. I chated with him tonight and it was major poop-out time or maybe it is to much estrogen surrounding him? A house full of girly-girls he is getting like his grandpa who had 5 daughters and of course me ---"THE PRIZE OF THE CLAN" sure.

Fuzzy, thats my special name for grandma, is exausted after a full day of surgery and still not re-adjusted to EST zone. Neither of us can sleep right but I'm sure as soon as we become completly done in we will colapse and go to sleep.

Speaking of sleep, I think I'll head for that zone myself.

Love & Peace, Pop