I didn't want you worrying about me so I thought I would send out a quick one tonight. It is 11:15 as I start, but feel it important at the very least to let you know we had a change in market conditions. We'll tell you more about that shortly.

As I mentioned last Sunday night we have had a busy hectic week. After a long day at the office yesterday researching a project, I got home to find that Devin wanted to go out to dinner and stimulate the economy. We grabbed some Italian at a place I had not been to in couple of years. Tutta Fresca. When dad was alive we would have lunch there 5 days a week. If we didn't have lunch there, we were having it brought in for lunch. I enjoyed a piece of Halibut that was very pleasant.

Then it was off to Target aka "The Black Hole". Devin and meandered around the store for about 45 minutes. It was fun as Devin had put her crutches in the basket. I watched as she would walk by people almost hitting them with the weaponry. She actually did hit this Hispanic woman on the back of the head.

Then I watched her cruise the through the woman section looking for just the right pair of workout pants. She spotted them and like a crocodile at the waterhole snapped them up and threw them in the basket. It looked like she did not even check the size, so I suggested she check. I then illustrated what she looked like when she claimed her prize and I may have exaggerated a bit by throwing the clothes about 9 feet into the basket. She thought it was cute, but I did not notice a three year old boy about fifteen feet away was watching me and grabbed a pair of underwear and hurled them at his mom. That was when the beatings began. I leaned over to Devin and pointed out what was going on and told her, I should be feeling worse than I am. Little Tommy survived the mother's melt down and I an sure he will never throw clothes again in a store until he is 55 years old.

As we were checking out, Devin still had her weaponry in the basket. I told the checker that this was the third time this week that she had stolen crutches from Target this week. Devin was not amused.

Once we left Target, we checked in with Jack who asked us to pick up and Oreo Shake. Devin wanted one as well, so I drove through the drive through and the bill was $6.01. I handed the girl $6.00 and asked her to get a spoon and spoon off one cent of the shake as I did not have a penny. Again, Devin was not amused. The cashier was not amused either, but I think English was a third language.

Today, Miss Ellen forced me to clean my desk until I hit would. My "to do" list is not 27 items alone for the next 4 weeks. Thanks Ellen. Then Devin wanted to go to Target. Yes we had not been there for hours, but she "needed" a few things. She really needs to look up that word "needed". After stimulating the economy, we stopped by our other family of furry friends so Devin could check in on the horses. Here she is getting a kiss from Big Dog Pedro.

That would be Devin on the left. 

We came home and I fixed huge mountains of Nachos with all the trimmings and frozen bananas for desert. (Not as easy as it sounds.) We then watched The Dolphin Tail movie and now I am writing my blog.