Postscript: At the risk of sounding like Rodney Dangerfield, I get no respect. There was no "hail to the conquering hero at my house". After coming home at 4:30 a.m. and getting only 2 1/2 hours sleep, I received my instructions for the day. Since it was Mother's Day, and our kids were coming over for breakfast, the bed making, and vacuuming were up to me. The logic was something like "you had your fun yesterday, now it's time to get busy". As they say, "If mama ain't happy, ain't no one happy!" Especially on Mother's Day.

Still smiling.