The best laid plans...

...always go awry...especially when I've laid them. My father and his ex wife rang my doorbell this morning...well over 24 hours before I had expected them. Apparently, my step mother missed her cat so they gave up their last two evenings at the hotel in Paris and came home. That little idea cost them a thousand dollars.

But, I guess if you have as much money as she does, what's a grand? Anyway, now I have to play hostess so I'm off to do just that.

I'll be back when they go take a nap.

Meg