I spent most of my day hovering over my cell phone, waiting for my sister to call me. She and my brother-in-law are leaving very early tomorrow morning for Mexico. BK, please wave as your plane and my sister's plane cross (from a safe distance) over California. It is very weird to worry about not hearing from her, but since our mom was killed, neither one of us ever leaves town without talking on the phone together. I know it is silly, but it makes me feel strange.