Thanks Fran

I'm currently sitting in a super nice Marriot hotel room overlooking the Columbia River in Pasco, WA. I have no time to blog right now because Bryan will be here in 10 minutes and we're going to lunch with some of the Docs. I did want to let Fran know that it's day 3 and my hair still looks fabulous. There's other things I want Fran to know like how fabulous I think her family is and how I think she's secretly my 'sister'. I would love to blog about the plane ride out here and how I pretty much cried the entire time and how I left my wallet which contained my iphone, wedding rings, and financial security at the Gainesville airport. And how Fran got the call from the police man and thought I'd been in a horrible accident. I would love to blog about Bowen and Bryson and how much they love Bernie, Bonsie, Benny, and Louie (Jill & Rula's dogs). I would also love to try and explain how I've been feeling (an impossible task). Perhaps it's because I feel different every five seconds. It's like a roller coaster that's never ending. I'm up, down, stopping, going, interview here, there, everywhere. It's really too much for an over-emotional, melodramatic chic like myself to handle. Thank goodness for fabulous hair. Thank goodness for secret sisters.