Intermission

 Departing from the schedule again to tell a little story that really begs to be shared...

The year, 1991. The location, my house. The cast: Cleffie, Wathada, Oma Dell, and me. 

The plot -- We didn't exactly plan to have a PJ party. The three of them were on a road trip. Wathada flew from California to Michigan to pick up Cleffie. They rented a car and drove to Arkansas to pick up Oma Dell. Then they headed to Alabama to visit me. Then... a funny thing happened. 

Remember that old song "That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia" ...  Well, we weren't in Georgia, but the lights definitely went out. My house was out in the country, no street lights. Our security light went out, too. So we were in pitch darkness. Then somebody suggested we could use the lights on our cameras. Flashbulbs, that is. (Remember, this was long before digital photography and smart phones.) So we had light... one split second at a time. Haha! Now it's a party!!

"We like to died laughing!"