After a long night of searching for tips 3, 16 and 21 last night, I finally decided to go to Hobby Lobby this morning and just buy new ones. 2 hours later, Byron's cake is done. Hope I transport it in to work in one piece. --regan

Even our keen Sherpa bag doesn't make a vet visit better. On the plus side, Mom was worried that I'm drinking too much water and Dr. Norsworthy did all sorts of keen tests to prove to her that I'm just thirsty. He gave us new Atkins for Kitties food, too, cause we're 19.2 lbs. now. The technician lady said I looked like a sumo wrestler. *pouts* Some say chunky; I prefer voluptuous. --sugar

A bit of prebirthday decor for Byron from Laura, Amy, and Ashley. --regan

Sheryl, my new cube neighbor, made us a fruit pizza. Mmm. And I snagged a shot of Jean over the cube. Whee! --regan

Second time at Champps in as many days. It's filled with transplants to the San Antonio area. There's a whole passel of Ohioians, but Tennessee isn't putting in a bad showing of 7 spread across 4 tables. The best part is that each of us thought we'd be the only Vols table. We'd be dangerous if we had an active alumni chapter down here. --regan

We're at Chammps because they literally unplugged us. When we come back Tuesday (we being Ashley, Amy and me), we'll have new digs. --regan

You never know what you'll find when you pack. Or unpack, as one of our lucky coworkers will find out when he moves into his new cube on Tuesday.

--regan

You never know what you'll find when you pack. Or unpack, as one of our lucky coworkers will find out when he moves into his new cube on Tuesday. --regan

This is going to be *really* dark. My advice is to up the brightness on your monitor. Temporarily. :) I'll tweak it with the miracle that is Photoshop tonight. --regan

Rick poses as tie-dye Elvis on the edge of a trash bin, and Mike fluffs up his chest hair. --regan