And so a new family has taken residence in my childhood home.  Trucks arrived early on Friday and just as things were hauled out last week, new 'stuff' was hauled in throughout the weekend. 

I have become a slumlord.  Actually, I prefer that title to Landlord.  I always get a smile when I introduce myself that way.  Besides, how do you call friends Tenants?  It's been a weird couple of weeks.  I've said a tearful goodbye to old family memories, but joyfully welcomed new beginnings at the old homestead.

Kid Norman made the A hockey team, yet I've never seen him more miserable.  How could someone work for nearly 10 years to reach a goal, yet suddenly lose the joy of the sport (hmmm perhaps its all the politics you've had to put up with?  Isn't it sad that our children learn such sad lessons so young because of the psycho parents out there!.  Alas, what's a mother to do?  Suggestions are welcomed.  I'm beginning to think that anyone that gets their kids involved in youth hockey in MN is either a sadist or just plain stupid.  Above all, I just want my kids to know their loved & to be happy.

And wth - Stephanie.....you're leaving the daily airwaves just as you were being allowed to show what a smart & talented woman you are - boo hoo!  While I love Jason, I mourn the loss of your smart discussions and creative programming.  Best of luck to you.  Seriously - you can always keep up to date right here on the "G-Spot"!!!!

Slumlord.  Yup.  That's me.