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It has been a wonderful evening!!! The girls had their singing lessons and we came home and had our "traditional Thursday" dinner of grilled cheese and tomato soup. Now who wouldn't like that anyway? :) As thrilling and wonderful at that is...it gets better. :) I checked my email and there was something from the RUG. That would be the official POTO website. Seems that they are going to be putting POTO on in Vegas starting in June. Upon reading that...the wheels and cranks started turning and I got on the phone with Sabrina. After some discussion...WE ARE GOING TO VEGAS IN AUGUST!!! Bean and I haven't taken a road trip in years so we are most definately due for one. Her daughter is getting married the first week of August so as a "whew it's over" thing for Bean...we are heading to Vegas to see POTO. With the email they included a promotional code for tickets...so we can get good seats at a discounted price.
Another wonderful thing happened tonight but I'm not gonna share it yet. I know Bean...you hate it when I do that. Email me at work and I'll share...LOL If anyone else wants to know...just comment or email me and I'll let you know. I just don't want to put it on here until I know for sure what is happening. It's a good thing though. I promise.
WOW!!! It just started pouring!!! Welcome to Spring. Ok...beddy bye time for me. Night!!! :)

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