Hello. I am forcing myself into a state of complete relaxation.

Somehow, that seems like a contradictory concept.

But I'm doing it anyway.

I am happy to report that the Christian bookstore acted very Christian when I told them I bought two of the same book, one at their store and one at Wal Mart. This was done by accident. I read the one from Wal Mart and left the other book untouched. I asked if they would exchange the unread book and they said, SURE! So, to reward them for their niceness, which I appreciate very much, I bought two additional books, since I had a coupon, and now I'm all set. It was shocking when I discovered I had two of the same book. I guess that won't happen again. Like Robby not going for a spin in the dryer again. Some things are meant to happen ONCE ONLY, if that.

I'll tell you what, though. I've had several heart attacks since Robby in the dryer. You start the dryer, like normal, without thinking it through THOROUGHLY -- it's called auto pilot. Then you're doing something else and you hear the dryer on and you just have your heart flip over. Because you can't be SURE if you were sure he wasn't in there. Oh boy, I need some down time. I need to retrain myself to BE SURE, SURE, SURE!!! Like when you go on vacation and check that the stove is off 10 million times.

When I go to Greenville I get to have my hair cut by this fabulous stylist. My sister said my niece got the cutest haircut in the world by him. He actually studies your face and your hair and works with YOU! This is what I've been waiting for my whole life. Of course, when I go in there I'm going to have to announce, I am here to budge you out of your comfort zone (blast you out of your comfort zone, is more like it). 'Cause he might be wonderful, but he might have always had the raw goods to work with before. I'd like to see him try to make something out of me, it'll be a challenge. I'm so curious, too, I can't wait.

Last night on AOL there was a blip about Guinness World Records announcing the person with the world's longest nose. I was thankful to see it wasn't moi. It was some man from far away. He looked quite please with himself. More power to him.

I've pulled a blank. There was something I wasn't going to forget to write about, and, here we go again, I forgot.

But here's a good story. My sister's friend's daughter has(d) a hamster. The neighbors agreed to take care of the hamster while said friends went on vacation. It was in the garage but the neighbors decided it was too hot in the garage for the poor hamster, so they brought it inside.

Then the hamster was gone. The neighbors decided their dog ate it. So, when my sister's friends come home, there is no more hamster and some story is produced to make it less traumatic for the little girl (than a dog ate it).

Well, the neighbors got a brand new refrigerator. One week later it quit working. They called the repairman who diagnosed that a rodent ate the wires.

The neighbors called my sister's friend and said, You owe us a new refrigerator.

How's that for a pan of tasty turnips?

Okay, time for more forced relaxation.

Chillin' KEM P.S. Family Christian Stores is the name of the nice bookstore.