The news is nothing but sad. People are jobless, some are without insurance, and we all live from paycheck to paycheck. I'm a nurturer so it's really hard for me to not spend EVERY. WAKING. MOMENT. thinking about how I can fix things - at least for the people I know and love. But I can't and it's time for me to realize that before I end up committed.
SO, we're going to throw a party. We haven't decided when yet, - probably March or April, but we'll rent the barn, and have a "The economy stinks but I can still get drunk" hillbilly party. For one day/night we'll all have the opportunity to laugh, play some really dumb-ass games, dance to stupid songs from the 60s and 70s, tell some stories and eat some really good food. If we all bring something to eat and a few dollars, it will cover the cost of the barn. I've got some great hillbilly games planned that I'm sure none of you have ever played!
If you're reading this, consider yourself invited. Jaci, you and Don can drive over. Kate and Sheri, get yourselves plane tickets. Tallulah and boisecommaidaho, I expect to see you there. Bonnie, it's time for you to come and see mom again. Sue, even though you only live a few miles away, I'll come and pick you up if Cliff is out of town - I know you can only make right turns and I don't want you to end up going in circles. It'll be a great way to meet new friends and have some fun!
If you've got some ideas and would like to help with planning, let me know!