Ok, ok, I am big enough (NO COMMENTS ON THAT) to admit that I have found something about the evil stealing of my hour of sleep to appreciate. Seems like losing that hour of video time really messes a teenager up. My 17 year old was asleep by 7:30! Wondered why it was so quiet in the house. Guess every cloud does have its' silver lining. On a totally random note, we are anxiously awaiting the arrival of our new bundles of joy--don't even think it--I am 47 and hormonal. Hubby dear has ordered another 20 baby chicks. He has quite the harem going on. I do not participate in this hobby of his, but he thinks it is hilarious that I can walk out in the yard and "call" them. They will come running from wherever they are. They are just like all the other two legged creatures I live with. They know who the cook is around here.