I haven't gotten my storms yet, but maybe I will tonight. All I've gotten today is wind, which leads me to believe something is moving through. What I have gotten that I wanted today is the opportunity to do absolutely nothing, which I when I ask for, I always remember that I find it really really boring after I get it. In my father's speech about my grandmother at her funeral last week, he mentioned that she could best be characterized by the fact that she never used the footrest on a recliner. Who does that sounds like?