Summerson

Misha Collins Ryan Reynolds Brandon Routh

LOL - It's true. And that's just the time since I registered for the forums. I've been around this site since...well...before it was THIS site, so to speak. I promise I'm more entertaining in person, honest!

All right, all of you are too much fun, so I'm taking the plunge. I've just booked four nights at the Canyon Club and even if I'm too late with my convo to Oliver to be part of the "formal festivities", I'm looking forward to being part of this weekend in whatever way I can. It all sounds like too good of a time to miss and by mid-April, I'm going to need a few nights away more than you can imagine. It may or may not be the craziest thing I do all year, but at least it's a start. Looking forward to it.

Yep. Family legend has it that Mom went to our good ol' country doctor to let him know that she'd noticed some changes in her body, but that she was ready for whatever was coming next. And after a quick check-up, he looked at her and said, "I'm pretty sure you're not ready." When Mom called my 22-year-old college senior sister to let her know, my sister went screaming "We're going to have a baby, we're going to have a baby" down the dorm hallway and was promptly sent to talk with the Dean of Women about "her situation." Took a phone call home by the Dean to verify that it was actually my mother who was expecting.

Ah, the math question. Mom was 20 when she married, Dad was 22. They did have my oldest brother about a year after they married, with my sister and second brother following in the next few years. My siblings were 25, 22, and 18 when I was born. Mom was 45 and Dad was 47. Finding out I was on the way was more than a bit of a surprise.

My parents were cousins, so they'd known one another all their lives. (It was legal for them to marry at that time and in our home state.) They were happily married for 28 years, until my father's death. I was only three when that happened, but growing up, my mom would always tell me she'd never had a stranger in her bed. As a kid, I somehow found that comforting. As an adult, I realized it mostly just sounds creepy - LOL.

She was my father's favorite singer. I can remember listening to him play her records over and over on our old stereo console. May her memory be a blessing.