I am sitting in the office on a Saturday waiting for the phone to ring. It is a really slow economy right now, so we are keeping the office open on Saturday. I have gone back to school and it is taking a lot of time. I guess when you only have 10 classes left to take you should finish, even if you are 60. I did find out I am not the oldest person in the BYU BGS program. There is a man that is 87. I would like to meet him someday. My cute mother in law and the Grandmother of my kids (whom I adore) will turn 95 on Thursday. We are having a little dinner party at our home. I will try to get some pictures and post them. I will write a little about this cute mother in law of mine in honor of her 95th birthday. In one simple word she is an angel with a little bit of fire in her. I have honestly never heard her say a really unkind word about anyone. She loves her family and they know it. She is generous to a fault. They have lived in the same home for 70 years. It is in Provo. It is a little home but there is a warmth there that could only come from the spirit. She has always helped everyone. She used to drive people in her ward to the doctor when she was 30 years older than them. She has lost her eyesight now, but her mind is sharper than mine and probably most other people. I have always felt her complete support. She fights for her family. That is when the fire comes out of her. I love her!