I'm BACK!! Finally, after being without internet, TV, or land line phone since this past weekend, I am re-wired and not a moment too soon. I was beginning to have serious withdrawal symptoms. Couldn't sleep--paced the floor for lack of anything better to do; couldn't eat--no food to eat yet except turkey and cheese sandwiches--four days of those gets old fast! But, I do have some juicy moving stories to share!

I'll start with Kenna packing my chest of drawers (Or as we used to say on the farm, chester draw'rs--That was befer ah gut edukated, yah understan!! Oh, no! I just realized that I used to sound just like my country cousin C. J, who drives the red impala!)

At any rate, I suddenly realized she had packed my shorts, my shirts, my sleep clothes and all my underclothes, leaving me nothing to wear on moving day--Saturday. Since I was busy packing in the other room, I told her to unseal the box, get me a pair of shorts, a shirt, some underclothes, and some sleepwear.

Later, I discovered she had got out a sleepshirt for me to wear with shorts.

"Kenna, what am I going to sleep in tonight?"

Her unsympathethic response! "Sleep naked!"

Now, I'm not a big fan of sleeping in the buff without a good reason; and moving, no matter how hard I tried, just didn't rise to that level of expectation!

The next morning--more bad news. She had mistaken a sports bra for panties, had pulled out the oldest bra I own, which had all the hooks messed up. In disgust I threw it in the trash! After trying to figure out some way to make that sports bra serve as panties, I gave up on that idea too--it just won't compute, let me tell you! And I tried!!

So, that leaves me braless and pantyless, wearing one of my nightshirts with my shorts. That should be enough for anyone, don't you think? But NO! I have three pair of tan shorts--two fit and one was a gift that has always been too small. I kept them for inspiration! You guessed it! That's the pair she got! So, here I am in a pair of shorts that I can only zip halfway----forget trying to button them--waiting for the movers. I was just praying my shorts didn't fall down because I was in serious trouble if they did!!