Hi all.  What a hectic afternoon.  Just as I was getting ready to leave, my oldest son sent me a text message and asked if I was up for lunch.  He is off on Sunday and Mondays.  So I went and met him and Scotty.  Then I had to go to the bank, because every birthday and Christmas, we get Scotty a savings bond (we keep them in our safe deposit box and he will get them all when he turns 18), anyway, it totally slipped my mind until last night so I had to go to the bank and get that taken care of and then to the grocery store.  I have never seen King Soopers that crowded.  We were waiting in line to go up and down the aisles.  I was in there for an hr. and 45 minutes.  I think everyone was getting their holiday food shopping done as it is supposed to turn nasty out again tonight and tomorrow.  As I walked in, the phone was ringing and it was Greg telling me he was taking off a bit early, as he normally doesn&#39;t leave the office until aorund 5:30 so now I need to hurry and get his dinner going and finish putting the groceries up - I only put the cold stuff away so far.  Deb, so glad the hubby is okay.  Christmas Eve of &#39;99, Greg was in an accident that totalled out our brand new Cadillac - luckily he only had minor injuries, but does still suffer headaches from it.  He kept apologizing about my car and I told him that a hunk of metal meant absolutely nothing to me.  My son was with him at the time of the accident (he was fine) and he is the one who called me.  he said &quot;Mom, your car is demolished&quot;.  I couldn&#39;t believe that he said that before he told me how his dad was.  I think that vehicles must mean more to men than they do to women.  Well, better get back to the kitchen....