With all the excitement going on around here I haven't had a chance or a desire to write about our belated honeymoon to Egg Harbor last weekend. While the weekend was nice, romantic and I was able to eat biscuits and gravy not once but twice. Being from what people in Wisconsin consider the South (St Louis) this was a little ole southern gal's treat. The only thing missing was a spoon. And more gravy.As soon as our car crossed back into Winnebago County, our marriage hit the skids and reality set in. The reality being I am a single mother that just happens to be married. I have been with Evan non stop since we pulled in the driveway on Monday...last night around 3am Scott woke up and I started to tell him all that has happened, all the great people we have met, the pictures, the videos, this cool actor named Mr Johnny Depp, and he decided it would be a swell time to clean out his wallet. So while I am saying "LOOK! LOOK! that is my hand on Evan's neck! That is Mr Depp taking the bracelet, oh my goodness, it is going in his pocket, how exciting..." Evan is pretty sick...sinus and ear infection, which means this time next week I will probably be hooked up to an iron lung and on prednisone.