Hello Friday - Hello Tomorrow

Last night I was looking for something to watch on T.V., and there is absolutely NOTHING on lately.  Living Lohan?  I found myself watching that for 10 minutes-what a waste of time.  I even found myself in a chatroom of all places on AOL, something I rarely do nowadays.  Kind of scary crowd of people in there, but that is whole other story and entry I can write about later.  Anyway, I noticed last night that Avon have quite a few commercials out.  Between Living Lohan, there was an Avon commercial on the new stretch mark creme.  YAY!!  Contact your Avon representative plugs--hey, that's ME!  I was also surprised to see that this morning  AOL has a few Avon products featured at the Market Place.  Check it out, under the Body Shapers story!  (Under the smiling lady in the black bikini top.)

http://shopping.aol.com/clothing-accessories?ncid=AOLCOMMshopDYNLprim0001&icid=100214839x1203013525x1200127617

You can purchase the items at my website, http://julielangley.avonrepresentative.com/ or I can personally deliver it to you-through the mail of course. 

Okay, that was my shameless plug for the day. 

It's Friday, and I am glad. 

Can you believe that Sunday is the 1st of June?  Half of the year 2008 is over and done with?  School will be out in a few weeks, and it won't be long until summer is here?  Weird.  The months are flying by, and I don't like this.  I long for those long summer days, when I would find myself waking up at noon, to the smell of eggs and bacon downstairs in my mom's kitchen.  Those days, are gone forever.  I can only relive those days through my children.  I'm just thrilled that tomorrow, if hubby doesn't wake me (wink) that I can sleep in until 7 or possibly, 8 a.m.!  Whoohooo!!

Anyway, I'm deciding that this summer I'm going to be a little more walking.  I have a high school at the corner at my disposal, and I have a walk o meter, and I'm going to walk laps around the track field.  I'm also going to ask for a new schedule.  10 hour days, 4 days a week.  It isn't that bad really; it will be worth it all--not only will I be able to save on gas money (it's $4.29 a gallon here, by the way which is completely insane.) but I can have 3 day weekends.  NO ONE is here at 7 a.m. anyway.  It's nice coming to work to an empty building; it really is. 

I got some news today that "someone" I know has a  boyfriend!  Whooohooo!!  Yay Becky!

Some pictures of the Old Country, Terceira, Azores...

Courtesy, of Tania

Tania, I won't be going there anytime soon..  But, I'm saving up my money for the wedding!  :)

Tags: Avon, Avon Rep, Summer, Azores

Thursday.. Already?

 

This is my son Andrew.  13, going on 14 next month.  I found a whole bunch of pictures from his flag football web site, and I was thrilled.  I'm finally getting my photos in order and downloading them all on Snapfish---and hurray, I found some more!

 

 

Anyway, it is Thursday, and this week is just zooming by.  Last week the week took forever to end, and this week..it's just flying by.  I guess that is a good thing.  We have been busy. 

 

Yesterday I took my mom with Nicholas in tow to the Portuguese Consulate in San Francisco.  Finally the documents my mother has been working on to get done for the past three years have been completed.  A few years ago I submitted documents, only to be told that they were "lost."  After a few more phone calls, and letters, (and years)  the documents have been miraculously "found."  I have my own personal opinion of what happened, but I'm not going to be negative about it now--it has been found and resolved finally, and that is all that matters.

 

  Even the woman at the office wasn't as bitchy as I thought she would be.  Surprisingly, she was quite pleasant. 

 

 Ever talk to someone on the phone, and get an impression of  how this person really is, even what they look like, only to realize in person they are completely different?  Let's just say that mother and I were surprised.  The bitter, angry person we seemed to be dealing with over the past 3 years came across as a very meek, and sweet person.  Strange how that happens sometimes. 

 

Thankful Thursday:

 

1.  This week has been better than last week.

 

2.  Thankful my car is working again-a new battery makes all the difference.

 

3.  Our kids..  Growing up strong and well, and healthy. 

 

4.  My high heels.  For a moment in time I can pretend I'm not shrinking as I stand alongside the kids.  Well, at least Nicholas is still shorter--at least for a few more years anyway.   

 

5.  My job, my home, my family, and my husband who accidently hit his head on the cabinet while helping me pick up all the spaghetti that spilled out of the kitchen cabinet on to the floor.  Ouch..  Sorry honey! 

 

 

 

 

Oh my God..  Who is this handsome young man??!  He looks so grown up here.  Where is my little boy?  The years are just flying by...  It makes you think. 

 

 

Life Is Good

Well, how is your weekend going?  Happy Memorial Day!!

I couldn't sleep last night, but I got to sleep in late.  I did some housework, and I plan on driving down to visit my dad's grave today.  He was a Korean War veteran, and he always made a point of paying respect to our veterans.  I will more than likely visit my uncle, who was a WWII veteran, and of course, see my brother---may be my grandparents--may be not--that may be a little too overwhelming.  A visit to the cemetary is always a little emotional for me.  Anyway, if you see a veteran out there, or someone in active military, give them a hug (if they let you.)  I've hugged my hubby already, and fortunately, my niece Kassandra is back from home from Italy.  I saw her yesterday at a barbecue birthday party at my brother's house.  It's nice to see her home.  Her next stop is Alaska.  Well, at least it's closer!

May was a hectic, stressful month; but I think everything is going to be okay.  I'm looking foward to June--graduations and birthdays.  My son Andrew is graduating the 8th grade this year, and is also celebrating a birthday--the big 14.  He is counting the days.  He is excited about gifts (of course).  I also have a nephew and niece graduating from high school.  Busy...busy...busy...  Oh, and soccer season is starting..

 I saw the above commercial on ESPN when hubby was watching Nascar..  I love it!!  I can't wait to see the Portuguese "dance" again!!  :) 

Tags: memorial day, Portuguese soccer, graduation

Windy & Smoky

It's a windy Thursday, and there is a fire in the mountains.  Read all about it here:

http://hollisterfreelance.com/news/243749-wildfire-in-santa-cruz-mountains-prompts-some-evacuations

Fire is always scary, and when you mix it with 40mph winds, it can be devastating.  The good news, we aren't having 100 degree weather like we were having last week.  At the moment the fire is still miles away from my commute route towards home, so I'm hoping it won't effect my drive home tonight.  If worse comes to worse, I'll have to spend the night at my moms. 

Thank you for the comments you left about my cousin, Tania.  I think she will be tickled to read your comment, Bill.  LOL..  I'm sorry, but you are going to have to tell your nephews that she is "spoken for" already.  I failed to mention that she graduated with a degree in law--yes, she is one smart cookie.  The patches that you see there, I'm guessing represent her and the clubs/activities/classes she participated in.  You may have noticed the three flag patches.  The first one the white and blue flag is for the Azores (where is was born--9 Portuguese islands in the Atlantic) Like the states, each region has it's on flag.  Then you have the Canadian flag representing her dual citizenship of Canada, and then you see the U.S. patch, for her dad who is an American citizen.  I'm all guessing this of course. 

It's Thursday already, and this week couldn't be dragging more.  It's been stressful and hectic lately, but I am thankful.  Here is my list for Thankful Thursday: 

1. I'm thankful that my youngest son is adapting to preschool full time.  My mom is unable to watch him well at this time, and he seems to be enjoying and not complaining about being at school a full day.

2.  I'm thankful my son Andrew has been spending the evenings with mom the past few weeks with no complaints. 

3.  I'm thankful I have another car.  My car is at home waiting for a tune up, and I've been driving the family van.  Last Friday my car stalled late in the afternoon.  (Not a good week.) Thankfully it happened when I was parked in a parking lot, and already had Nicholas with me.  Thankfully after about 10 minutes of waiting for what Nick said "forever and ever", the car started, and actually took me home.  Hubby escorted me back home of course, just in case.

4.  I'm thankful that I'm blessed with a good family and supportive friends.  You know who you are. 

5.  I'm thankful that the weekend is coming, and I'm hopeful that next week will be a better one.  Happy thoughts...everyone--send them my way, please!!

Congratulations to Tania

Here she is, my cousin Tania in her graduation uniform, looking cool!  She graduated from Universidade de Lisboa (Lisbon).  Instead of caps and gowns, the women wear black skirt suits, and the men wear matching suits, all topped with a large cloak!  Those are red ribbons she is holding.  During the ceremony the students all raise their ribbons in the air (instead of throwing their caps, they wave ribbons).  Written on the ribbons are well wishes from friends and family.  I was very touched when she asked me to write something on a ribbon-the thought of it being waved in the Lisbon wind seemed wonderful in itself.  (No I have yet to go there.)  She is wearing sunglasses more likely because she guessed that I would post at least a few of her pictures on here...ha ha ha...  She was right. :) 

Congratulations, girl!!  We love ya'!

I'm Fried

I haven't entered an entry since Saturday, or Sunday, I know.  There is a reason.  It's been a real hectic week.  My mom hasn't been feeling well, and I've been watching her and taking her to doctor appointments all week.  (She is fine-nothing serious-just a bad sprain, but she has been in a lot of pain.)  Between taking care of my mom and my 4 year old in the mornings, I'm pretty much fried. 

Today started when the neighbor cat got into my mother's house.  How to lure a cat out of my mother's house, without mother knowing is task hard enough.  Of course the neighbor cat chose to hide in my mother's most fancy room.  It's the entrance room that is only used for holidays, or when guests come to visit.  The rug is vacuumed, and is routinely inspected by mother for footprints.  (I'm not kidding).  With the help of Nick, we got the cat--although the cat left very unwillingly.  It seems as though he has been inside before. 

 Today, among other stressfull events,  involved a chase after 4 year old downtown, we he decided it would be fun to run out of the medical clinic and race mommy to the car.  I had to manuever myself past my ailing mom, past a number of patients sitting in the lobby, as I dashed out of the clinic as I watched my 4 year old run old the sidewalk, past our van, towards traffic.  When will this boy out grow this need to run away from us? 

Nicholas is a runner.  He likes to run away.  He thinks it's "fun".  His favorite saying nowadays is:  "You have to watch out for me!"  This drives me completely nuts.  I was raised hearing stories constantly from my parents-warning me to never run across the street.  Of course as children, most of us hear this from our parents.  I grew up knowing of an older brother.  This older brother was 10 months younger than my other older brother.  This brother died after being hit by a car when running across the street.  I grew up constantly reminded to never run across the street.  I never did-I had a constant fear of being hit by a car.  I never even ran down the sidewalk, let alone across the street.  By the time Nicholas becomes a teenager, I fear I will have a head full of grey hair of just worry. 

Oh, it's Thankful Thursday, I almost forgot.  Things I am grateful for this week:

1.  Pain pills (not for me, for my mom.)

2.  Car seats that my son can't get out of.

3.  Air conditioning.  It's been really hot over here lately---it was 93 at the beach earlier to day--over 100 inland. 

4.  Drive Thrus..  I know it's not the best stuff to eat, but when you have a fussy child, and a grandma with a bad sprain, there is nothing better. 

5.  My health, and my two good legs that can still run down 4 year olds.

6.  Understanding hubby who does not even dare to ask how my day has been.  He has this special radar that picks up my signal from yards away.  "Let me grab something out for dinner for all of us..." 

7.  Patience.  People say I have an enormous amount of it, but I beg to differ. 

I need a spoon of chocolate frosting on my lips, and a good strong drink right now.  Oh well, I guess diet Pepsi and a spoon of peanut butter will have to do. 

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Have A Beautiful Mother's Day!

Here are some beautiful mothers from my family.  Left is my mom holding her great niece, in the middle is my Aunt Addie (my dad's younger sister) with her new grandson, and the young mother at the end is my cousin's wife, with her little one.

  These were taken last Sunday at my cousin Susan's house in San Francisco.  It was a great time.  My aunt Addie had 8 kids, my other Aunt Cecilia had another 3, so whenever we get together it's a full house! 

My cousin Susan's little girl--she has the brightest, bluest eyes I've ever seen.  She looks like a doll.

More little girls---all belonging to my cousins--my little second cousins.  They are pretty adorable-future little mothers! 

Have a wonderful Mother's Day! 

More Pictures of Monterey

Here are a few more pictures of Monterey, Lover's Point.  You really can't tell how windy and choppy the ocean actually was; but it was enough to cancel our whale watching adventure.  Instead of being out at sea, Rich and I were feeling groggy and kind of shitty (excuse me) because of all the Dramamine we took for no reason.  That is why we aren't in the pictures. 

Near Lover's Point.  See the beautiful purple ice plants?  I wish I had taken more pictures of it when I was there. 

Picture taken from Lover's Point in the direction of the Monterey's wharf.

We ate at the wharf later that evening.  Here is picture of Monterey's Fisherman's Wharf at night.

I'm not quite sure if that is the moon, or a big ole' orb.  There were a lot of orbs captured from in the pictures I took.  Perhaps they belong to the spirits of the many fisherman that worked from this wharf?  Steinbeck?  Who knows.  I'm guessing there belong to some Portuguese fisherman wanting to say hello. 

This picture was taken the next day.  See how lovely the ocean looks?  Hardly a wave, huh?  On the other side of this were lines of hopeful people waiting in line for their whale watching trip.  I was so mad we weren't in line--I didn't even bother taking a picture of them.  Instead I took the picture below:

See this cruise ship?  Isn't it beautiful?  We left the wharf inspired.  We need to take a cruise before we get old.  You should have seen the frail looking people coming on deck to the wharf.  Some had oxygen tanks with them.  Oh well, better late than never. 

Tags: Monterey, Fisherman's Wharf, Lover's Point

Playing Catch Up--TGIF

I found myself with some time to spare, so I decided to upload some pictures!!  YAY.. 

These pictures have been long overdue.  My mood as of late has been a little down, so happy pictures to share our in order!!

This picture was taken at the restaurant my husband and I went to in Monterey, California to celebrate our wedding anniversary.  Pictures don't do justice.  We got there early-lucky for me--it wasn't as embarrassing to take pictures!  The chandelier is enormous--I've never seen one this big before. 

Here is a close up of the statue in the middle.  Very beautiful setting.  Once it started getting darker, the lights around the green house would come on.  It was overcast so we didn't see any stars.  The rest of the restaurant is very different inside---kind of on the dark side, but very elegant looking. 

Here are some snap shots of the bathroom.  Yes, I'm silly, I know.  There was no one else in there, so I took the opportunity. 

Still another view..  Can you tell I don't get out often? 

Ooops, I left the water running.  I almost took a picture of the golden stalls, but---I spared you all of that.

Above is the picture of the entrance.  It's very misleading...  It does not look like a "sardine factory" in the inside by any means.  Oh, did I mention the food was awesome?  Yep it was very good-a little pricey, but yummy.  

I give the place 5 1/2 stars out of 6. 

Tags: Sardine Factory, Monterey, CA

Prayers Needed

All is well here, but we got some really disturbing news today.  One of my son Andrew's best friends got called out of his 5th period class. 

This friend's mother died of an overdose of sleeping pills earlier today. 

Ironically, this poor boy was working on a Mother's Day project in class with the rest of the students. 

Driving to work today, in the rear view mirror an ambulance with it's lights were flashing.  If there is one thing I hate most is the sound of a siren-especially the blaring sound of an ambulance.  It makes me feel uneasy, and it frightens me.  It reminds me of accidents that could happen on the road; accidents at home..etc.  I confess, there are times when the sound of sirens will make me call and check on my mother to make sure she is okay.  It will at times also prompt me to call the house to check to see the family is okay.  Today, this morning while driving on the highway, I caught up with the ambulance that went past me earlier.  It was assisting a wreck on the side of the road.  I felt grateful that I left later than was planned to avoid being involved. 

This morning, as I sat at the reception desk-another task that I do not particularly enjoy, I heard more sirens.  I am now realizing that perhaps the sirens I was hearing were the sounds of the ambulance asisting this poor boy's mother.  I pray to God this woman did not do this intentionally; I'm hoping it was an accident.  She wasn't feeling well; my son was told that she had the flu, and took too many sleeping pills. 

Nicholas was not feeling well this afternoon.  Yesterday he was immunized for 5 vaccines-3 shots including a TB test.  (Not fun.  Those shots hurt!!)  Anyway, I brought Nicholas to work with me while we waited for Andrew to get out of school.  When Andrew told me that he wanted to spend time with his friend, because his "mother just died" I was left in disabelief.  I did not know this woman well, but I did know who she was.  This woman was a beautiful, YOUNG woman.  I'm still in disbelief.

Andrew stayed with his friend along with the rest of the "crew" so their friend would not feel alone.  Please keep this poor young man in your prayers tonight.  His name is Cyrus, he is 13 years old.  His birthday is next month.  Mother's Day is Sunday.  Please remember him! 

Also, say a prayer for my friend Yolanda while you are at it.  She lost her mother 7 months ago, and her father only a few weeks ago.  She is spending a Mother's Day for the first time without her mom.  Next month, Father's Day will be spent without a father.  Mary, my prayers are with you too. 

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Hello Wednesday

I came across the following story-please read it if you can!  I love stories like these: 

http://news.aol.com/story/_a/cabbie-who-returned-violin-gets-concert/20080507085309990001

How is the mid-week treating you?  It's an early work day for me.  I need to take my youngest to his doctor appointment so he can start kindergarten in the Fall.  Hoping to catch up on a few errands as well.  One of them is downloading pictures to print. 

This last weekend was a good one--busy but good.  Saturday was spent with my husband's family at a barbecue, and Sunday was spent at a baptism with my father's side of the family.  It's always nice to see the cousins and the aunts.  I will try and post a few pictures later.  Perhaps when I get a moment's rest..  Who knows when that will happen, I know. 

Here at work, they still haven't told us directly on who is going to filling in the receptionist slot now that our lovely receptionist is gone.  Management just tells us that they are "working on it" but nothing new yet; I just know that it isn't going to be me.  This is a good thing.  The retired receptionist still has her box of rubber ducks waiting for her.  She is supposed to come in to pick up a check this Friday.  We shall see.

Just Having A Silly Moment

I'm just sitting here, and came across this at photobucket..  You gotta laugh at this one:

Capt. Pickard musical?!  Hmm..  Interesting.  May be this is one musical my hubby could sit down and see with me? 

I extremely doubt it. 

I found the trailer for the new Mamma Mia movie...  Oh, I am so gonna see that one!  To see it, click below:

http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi261619993/

It's released on July 18th..  I can't wait to see Colin Firth sing, "Our Last Summer." 

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How Ned Found Ann

Friday afternoon I got a knock on the door, and it was my neighbor Ann. Ann is an elderly woman that lives across the street with her husband Jim.  It's not very often that Ann comes over, so I was a little surprised, and I confess, a little frightened.  Ann is a very talkative sort of person.  She will just talk your ear off for hours if you let her.  Her husband, on the other hand, is a very soft spoken person who likes to spend his time keeping the bushes trimmed, and the lawn mowed, and afterwards he will practice putting with his clubs in front of his house.  Ann likes to sew.  She sews doll clothes.  I don't know why she sews doll clothes; but I suspect after raising three boys, she always had the desire for a girl.  I don't know..  I'm just assuming-it's a bad habit of mine. 

Anyway, there is Ann standing at my front door holding a neighborhood newspaper wanting  to know if I was finished with it.  I found it to be kind of odd, because I didn't even think it was my paper, but I told her she could have it.  I kind of think she knew this anyway, and she just felt the need to talk to someone.  On the front page of this tiny newspaper was a picture of a woman in an article who shared Ann's family name.  It was not a common name, and Ann was curious about the lady in the paper.  She wondered if possibly this woman may be a long lost relative. I told her that it "was a small world" and who knows, may be she was related to this person. 

 Well, that just opened up a can of worms. 

Ann proceeded to tell me the following story.  As she continued on with it, I found it very sweet, interesting, and inspiring.  I thought you may enjoy it, as much as I surprisingly did.

How Ned Found Ann

When Ann was younger, in a time when children were better left seen than heard, she always had a knowledge of another sibling who was born before her.  This sibling was a baby that was "given away."  She would hear the adults talk about this baby a number of times.  She would always hear them talk in the background during family gatherings especially.  Ann was expected to play with her dolls, and pretend not to listen, but she could still hear them whispering and speak of the "baby".  She grew up knowing about this baby  throughout her childhood.  It was always assumed that this baby lived some place far away.  As Ann got older, her curiosity of  this baby grew even stronger.

"Where is the baby?"  she would ask.

Many times she wasn't given an answer, or she was scolded.  She wasn't supposed to know of this baby.  Sometimes she was told to "forget" about the baby, and still other times she was told the baby "was gone"  not dead, but just "gone". 

 Of course this "baby" brother or sister was always on Ann's mind throughout childhood and into adulthood.  She could not forget there was someone out there, and wondered if that little baby had grown into an adult that often wondered the possibility of a sister.  When she old enough to have children of her own, she often wondered how her parents could have sent a baby away.  Apparently, her father had a child from a previous marriage.  The circumstances are unclear, but Ann's mother refused to take on the responsibilities of raising this child, and so the baby was sent away and adopted into another family.  Ann would often times wonder, and pray that one day she would find this baby.

On one of these particular days, while she was outside hanging out her laundry, she noticed a beautiful cloud formation in the sky.  She stood there, awe strucked, and immediately thought of her lost brother or sister.  She closed her eyes and said a prayer.  She prayed that God would grant her a moment either on Earth or in heaven that she  have at least one opportunity to KNOW who this lost sibling was.  "Please, Jesus let me know this baby.  Let me be able to know who my sibling is, even if it just for the opportunity to embrace him or her." 

A few days passed, and Ann got a phone call.  The phone call was from a cousin on her father's side of the family.  Ann found it a little peculiar since she hadn't seen this cousin in a number of years, and it was odd that he should call out of the blue.  After some chit chat, her cousin mentioned of a phone conversation he had received a few weeks ago.  It so happens, a woman had called his house saying that she felt that her father may be related to his family. 

It so happens, that this woman's father's name was Ned.  Ever since his adoptive parents had past away he had a strong desire to find his biological family.  He  was married, and had raised seven children of his own, all the while searching for his lost family.  Ned had no idea he was adopted until he joined the service,  when it was discovered that he had two birth certificates.  After his time in the service, during WW II, he became a truck driver.  He had the desire to travel, and back in those days (the early 50's) it was the perfect job for him.  In each town he would drive into, in each state, he would find time to find the city court house.  There he would try and locate his family records.  His attempts proved to be unsuccessful until recent years. 

With the help of the internet, his daughter was finally able to find Ann and her family.  Ann's prayers had been finally answered.  Against tremendous odds, her 85 year old brother was alive and well, standing at her doorstep with open arms, bearing a striking resemblance to Ann's younger brother. 

 Yes, prayers do get answered! 

Tags: adopted, biological family, prayers

Feeling Flemmy Again..

No, not Flemish, but flemmy, although, having a Portuguese background from the Azores, I could be very well Flemish, as well as Viking, or Norwegian.  Damn...  I may be even related to members of the group ABBA for all I know.. 

Speaking of ABBA, last night my daughter came home with a poster advertisement for the musical Mamma Mia.  It  was hanging at a restaurant downtown San Jose.  I guess they just gave it to her since the musical has since left.  It's in great shape, and suitable for framing.  YAY! 

This allergy/cold whatever it is just lingering.  I thought I was feeling better, but I'm only slightly.  My son's voice sounds terrible, so after school I'm taking him to see a doctor. 

We have a busy weekend-family gathering with my husband's family on Saturday, and I have a baptism in San Francisco on Sunday.  My mother is slowly driving me crazy over this baptism.  She is insisting that my son go to it.  He has flag football on Sunday, and she just doesn't understand that his team needs him.  If he is too sickly, he isn't doing either--no football or baptism. I don't care if my aunts "will be upset".  I highly doubt they will think twice, and I'm sure they won't be upset.  URRR  

Well, it's Friday anyway. 

YAY! 

The receptionist left her keys with boss lady with a note.  She came in on Wednesday after 5:00 pm.  She didn't come in to work that day because she was too "emotionally distraught", but did come in to pick up a few items, and to leave her keys after closing time.  She didn't take everything though.  She left a number of items including Christmas gifts that I and some other people had given to her last Christmas that she didn't even bother to use or open or at least take home with her.  Is she trying to send us all a message?  Hmm..  Lovely.  Well, a probation officer came into the reception office and took the remainder of her stuff and stuck it all away in a box for her to pick up next week.  If she doesn't claim it, I guess it's going to be thrown away. 

Some other items she left behind include a collection of rubber ducks.  There is a Santa and Mrs. Claus rubber duck, a purple devil duck, a baby duck, and a stuffed toy duck, and a large porcelain duck.  They were given by a former client who was rather fond of the receptionist.  This guy is a very flamboyant young fellow-very much out of the closet, former mental health client, who liked coming to visit the receptionist to just to shoot the breeze with.  "Do these white pants make my butt look too big?"  Kind of talk.  Although the receptionist did leave a note for him, I do not want to be around when this guy learns the news that she longer is working here.  He is going to be in tears.  Poor guy.  Goodbyes are so hard, I know.  I sincerely doubt she left a phone number that he can reach her at. 

It's going to be a busy weekend.  Have a good one!