Friday. A few weeks ago I finally broke down and sent a message to an e-mail address I found for my 20-year high school reunion...and got a message back today. Apologetic he was that he hadn’t checked the inbox lately, but the reunion is...wait for it....tonight! An informal get-together at Wayside West, then a sit-down dinner tomorrow somewhere nice, I forget where. I toyed with the idea of going but...Beth called me while I was at work and asked if I could come home early so she could get on the road to Alabama. We knew this was coming. She has been wanting to go visit Judy and help her with Jim, and today Judy called her and asked if she could come, now. So, I came home a little early, and she left just minutes after I got there. She got as far as Louisville tonight. Meanwhile, tonight was the Family Fun Night at preschool, with clowns and face-painting and a hot dog dinner. The kids had been talking about going to see the clowns, but to spend some energy I took them to McDonald’s for dinner instead so they could play. Of course, when it was time to go, Missy became "stuck" at the top of the playset and wouldn’t come down. Tears, sobbing, refusing to let Alex or any other bigger kids help her, the whole bit. Yes, she knows how to get down perfectly well. And I wound up climbing up there to get her down. So we were a little late to see the clowns, but that was OK since they were a little long on setup and short on the jokes, I thought, and they weren’t really holding anyone’s attention. I did get called up on stage to participate in a card trick (since one of the clowns retired from Zimmer a little while ago and he spotted me). The kids did NOT want to get face painted so we just left when the clown show was over.