Well, back to the real world. After 10 days of fun in the sun, we've been stuck in the house ever since we got home. Addie came home with strep throat, so we've been avoiding friends. The big excitement of the week has been ordering a new garage door. When we moved into the house, 3 1/2 years ago, Corey stated that we needed a new garage door badly. While not very attractive, the door has always been functional and sturdy, so we've put off the replacement... mainly because I didn't see the need. So....when we arrived home from Puerto Rico late Sunday evening and pushed the button to raise the door, and it didn't work, we tried a couple more times. Corey got out of the car, and realized the door was frozen to the ground. He pushed on the bottom, and just as he freed the door, the opener (which had been working all along) ripped the arm that connected the opener to the door right off and left a big hole in the door. I guess Corey gets his wish. Oh, well...thank goodness for tax returns, I guess.