Sad Face

Today my calendar reads "sad face" and that means Camille has left the city.  I met her in Nashville last Monday and after a couple of days in that enlightened city, we drove back to Memphis for a whirlwind of activities.  Not a minute was wasted while she was here---we shopped, we ate tacos, Gus's fried chicken, St. Clair, homemade hamburger and the grand finale at Erling Jensen's.  It's a good thing she doesn't have a desire for a bbq fix as there would have been no time to fit that in.  I drove like a maniac all over town to get her haircut, shots and no shoes.  This morning I got a call from her dentist cancelling a 9 am appt. and we all breathed a sigh of relief that we didn't have to try to fit that in before her 11 o'clock flight.   It was just as well because we ran into ungodly traffic delays on the way to the airport and if Dean hadn't been driving aggressively, I am not sure we would have made the flight.  I helped her get checked in at the airport while Dean and Casper sadly circled the airport waiting on me and I didn't even cry!  It was such a fun week and went by at lightning speed.  Speaking of lightning, she got out of town just in time to avoid the huge storms this afternoon as Casper and I made our almost daily trek to the closet---When we see Dave Brown, it is time to take cover!