But there ain't no Coupe de Ville hidin' at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box.

The kids are back with their mom now, the husband is home and the mountains of laundry are done. Man, am I tired. I was fighting sleep at 9:00 last night, which is extremly rare. Usually I am fighting to get to sleep at midnight. I got up to make my breakfast like usual, so I would not have to do it in the morning and I was out of my regular fix, Uncle Sam Cereal. Brookshire's was out of it too, so instead of getting my steady back-up, Good Friends, I decided to try something new. I opted for Kellogg's Fiber One, boasting an enormous 14 grams of fiber per serving. I find most Kellogg's cereal really sweet, but this one was okay. It was not sweet at all, but the taste was a little like cardboard. After adding bananas, strawberries and soy milk it was quite edible.

I am pretty sure that the kids had a blast at camp. The husband must have been effected by something that happening there because he said he would volunteer there again next year, even if that meant altering his crew change. Jean and I both were in total shock upon this declaration. He made friends. He proved to himself that he could go several days with a very limited use of tobacco and no alcohol whatsoever. I can only hope that he felt that he can make a difference and to be supportive of a very worthy cause, which is the future - Today's children. Good for him.