Well I made it out of the hospital this morning, just in time to make a last minute run to Kroger(actually my sweet mother-in-law braved the lines at Kroger while I sat in the car) and came home to boarded up windows and the news of Ike on our front door step. I went to high school with a guy named Ike, he was huge-a linebacker on our football team. Just like this storm coming in, everyone was scared of him. Matt and Rigo are outside now getting the house ready for us to "shelter in place". What a crappy way to spend our weekend. I feel like do do by the way. This is going to be an adventure I'm sure. Thanks for your prayers for patience and that I will rest, so far I've tried to clean the kitchen and put laundry away. I think those are both off the list of my things to do for recovery. Go away Ike! We don't like you. Little miss Sarabeth has no idea what's going on around here.