What a weekend last weekend was. My daughter shot well in her basketball shooting competition at the United Center, placing second. She was so nervous before she started, rubbing her sweaty palms on her shorts, but once she got the first basket in on a swish, I knew she'd do fine. My whirlwind trip to Atlanta for the Direct Marketing Association conference went well, and I was even coherent at 9 am after only 5 hours of sleep. The feedback seemed positive so that's a good sign. And my old dog, Barney, who is 15-1/2 years old, lived through the weekend. He was really acting sick, having accidents, and in lots of pain. Fortunately, a trip to vet and plenty of meds, and he's as spry as a ... 14 year old. <smile> Whew. It all makes this weekend seem positively boring in comparison!