Well, I am glad Todd was a good sport. All my son Brice needs is to be around a couple of guys about his Dad's age to turn him into a prankster. You all should have heard the planning stages of this caper at the dinner table. So much laughter! I must say Brice has got me before with his accents. He once left me a message on my phone that was a heavily accented Indian telling me that my daughter had kicked his dog. He was imitating something that was going around the internet at the time. Scared me to death.

Well, this will be my last post as well, and I hope Joanna and Betty and Priscilla will keep us up to date next week. It has been such a pleasure to cruise once again with lct'ers. I am off to find Macy to invite her for dinner!