Chrissy, I've got your bed all made and the fire ready for your visit. So when is it to be? I know, you work, I work, we have no money, the pain won't let us in the airport, etc. but what a lovely fantasy. But you have to quit smoking cigs. We don't allow them in California, the golden land. Move out here. There we go. That's a better idea. Come live with me and help at the Inn. You'd be good at it I bet. Free labor, boy, that's the ticket. LOL Love, Sally