I may or may not be running around like a chicken with its head chopped off today. Wait. Have you ever seen that? I have a friend from high school who was scarred by witnessing that very scene in-person... she grew up on a farm and to this day does not like chickens. I always smile when I think of that... then I have a wake-up call and wonder what the heck my girls will be scarred by as children that may follow them into adulthood.

I digress!

Today! Big day.....!!