Tonight, I was sitting at my computer and looking at Joe's pictures. I was thinking all the things I do when I look at him. I'd said to myself how much I wanted him to safely return home. About that time, Stephanie called and said that HE'S HOME!!! She hadn't even talked to him yet. She'd only gotten a glimpse of him and his long hair. I was disappointed Saturday night when she called and said they thought it would be a couple more weeks before he'd get back. It is hard to explain the relief I feel tonight knowing that he is back with his wife and out of that hell hole. It'll probably be awhile before he feels like talking. When he's ready to talk, he'll call.

This Friday, R's little sister will be here from NYC. I'm looking forward to spending some time with her. Mel and Jeff had a good time with her there last April. She's the one who went on a Mormon mission and then saw the light. We share some good e-mails. She and Melanie are definitely related. They even have the same laugh.

Friday evening we're going to dinner with my uncle, (my mom's youngest brother), his wife, my brother and his wife.  I haven't seen my uncle since Val's funeral. He's a retired Weber State University professor and a hoot to be around. He and my brother, Kent, are very much alike. They took a fishing trip to Alaska last summer and had a ball with my cousin, Dayne. I told them that next time they go, I'm going with them.

I'm off to watch Colbert and drift off to dreamland. I think I'll sleep better than I have for the last few months.