Some days are tougher than others. I know, what a brilliant concept Christie. Well, just when I think the day is over and it's time to relax it comes crashing in on all sides. It's not the end of the world. One of the pizzas was ruined, middle daughter had a meltdown, oldest had a hormonal meltdown, and all this caused me to have the meltdown that is kept inside of me. I wish I could just make everything ok and scream at the same time. It's not the time, though, for screaming. I'll save it for the Y tomorrow.