Friday, November 19, 2010

who you callin' fat?

There's been lots of excitement around here, which makes it hard to blog. But we'll fill you in in the next couple of posts. Here's the latest: On Thursday, R had the opportunity to fly with Fat Albert, the Blue Angels C-130 cargo plane that flies before all of their shows. The Blues were flying their Homecoming show, the last show of the season, at NAS Pensacola. Personally, between meeting Neil Armstrong and flying in Fat Albert, I'm not sure how R manages to get so lucky with these awesome opportunities. How come I never get to do such cool things? (Once I was interviewed for the local news when I was in 4th grade because all our food for a food drive at school went missing, and that was pretty cool. Being on the news that is, not the missing food. It turns out they delivered it to the wrong food bank, and it was just a misunderstanding, so I guess it wasn't even that cool.) Anyways, here's some pictures!

R and Bert.

During the high performance takeoff, they do a maneuver that makes you feel weightless for almost 10 seconds. R was buckled in and got some air in his seat, but the crew just hold on tight and go completely upside down. Not a bad day at work.

R with the pilots and some crew. Fat Albert is operated by an all Marine crew. You can hear how proud they are over the radio at takeoff when the pilot shouts a loud, "OORAH!"

One of my pictures of the Blues right before takeoff. The pilots and crew have a very cool synchronized pre-flight routine before the jets takeoff.

All in all, a great day in R's book.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

trick or treat.

Last year during Halloween, R and I lived on the second floor of an apartment complex in a college town, so we knew we weren't going to get any trick or treaters. (And let's be honest, we were out on the town, dressed up as a cowgirl and a pilot, drinking the kinds of drinks that cowgirls and pilots drink, so we were in no place to be passing out candy to kids.) But this year, we live in a nice townhouse and we are nice, mature adults, so we thought it would be great to pass out candy to trick or treaters. I bought a bunch of bags of candy that kids (and pilots) love, turned on the porch light, and I was ready to ooh and aah at the Supermen and Princesses that came knocking! But, of course, not one single kid came.

So here we are, two mature adults with too much candy. R is in the other room studying for his first flight tomorrow and I'm sitting here, knee deep in Twix wrappers. So, in the spirit of Halloween, I managed to dig up some old pictures of us in costume. Now, to do our parents justice, I have to say, these costumes are cute, but we both had some way better ones over the years. When I was in kindergarten, my parents put me in a tiny bathrobe, put pink curlers in my hair, and had me trick or treat with a pot and tell people I was a housewife. I didn't really get it at the time, but by the reactions and the amount of candy I took home, it seems all the adults thought it was the greatest. R's mom was equally creative. In all his years, I don't think he had a store bought costume once. She managed to put together a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, Batman, a clown, a firefighter, a pirate, and my personal favorite, a "victim". This last one consists of bloody makeup, a bandaged head, and a cast. Morbid? Maybe. Creative? Absolutely. In his defense, R says this costume stemmed from his fascination with EMT's and paramedics. He cannot, however, seem to specify the nature of his fake injuries. I suppose to a little boy with blood makeup all over, it really doesn't matter.

Here's R as a baseball player for the Brewers. See what I mean? I'm sure his mom told him to put on all the blue clothes he has, pull up his socks, and put on a cap he already owned. Bam, fifteen dollars saved. Still, it's better than my costume below.

Here I am as a clown. It appears my clown suit was made from old bridesmaids dresses and I distinctly remember my mom just putting lipstick on my nose. A lipstick nose and a taffeta suit do not a clown make, Mom. I wonder if my mom and R's mom could have a contest to see who was more thrifty with their Halloween costumes.

And here we are in costumes of our own invention. I was one of three blind mice, complete with a walking stick and R was Grandpa Brett Favre, complete with Wrangler jeans. I admit, we did take a few costume making tips from our thrifty moms. So, we hope wherever you are this year, you had a good Halloween.

As for me, I'm going to go try and forget about that weird clown suit with a few more mini Snickers bars.

Friday, October 29, 2010

there's no place like home.

Alright, I am officially the worst vacation blogger. It's just so hard! There's so much to do and see and every time I get close to sitting down and sharing some of my adventures, someone suggests a great place to eat and then I just get totally distracted. Blogging is not for the easily distracted.

Anyway, I left you all on the road in Missoula, Montana. I've made it quite a ways since then. We made it through Wyoming and some very beautiful landscapes, took a break in South Dakota to take in Mount Rushmore and Wall Drug.

Nothing says welcome to South Dakota like a couple of cowgirls. The locals could tell by our excitement over hats that we weren't from around those parts.

Then we pretty much booked it through Minnesota and northern Wisconsin to our final destination; Milwaukee! I had such a great time in Milwaukee. I mostly just ate all the bad-for-you foods that Wisconsin does so well, visited friends, and cheered on the Packers when they beat Brett Favre. All in all, a pretty decent Milwaukee trip. And now I'm back in the South, which actually has gotten just a bit cooler, who knew? It was so good to see R after such a long time away.

Speaking of R, as of Wednesday, he completed ground school. If all goes according to schedule, he'll start flying on Monday! He is in Training Squadron Two, the Doerbirds.

The squadron motto is, "Quality with Class". I'm not sure I could have summed up my husband in a better way. What's cool is VT-2 is the Navy's oldest primary training squadron. So R is joining the ranks of over 50 years of 'Doerbirds' who have gone on to be amazing pilots. (Can you tell I'm a proud Navy wife?) Yesterday, the squadron had a little tour for the spouses and kids so we could see what our husbands will be up to. I got to get into the T-34, which is the airplane that R is going to be spending pretty much the next six months in.

That guy didn't think I was so funny when I told him to be careful or I might run him over once I figured out how all the buttons and switches worked. Jeez, these baby pilots have no sense of humor.

So that's it for the whirlwind tour of the U.S. and now I'm back home, searching for a job and helping R study. We will definitely keep you all updated on his progress through primary. As for our big weekend plans, we have a fabulous nephew who is turning 5 tomorrow and needs our help celebrating! Hope your weekend is as fun as ours!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

on the road.

Yesterday we said goodbye to La Conner. I know I haven't been the best blogger. Blogging on vacation is hard! But I'm trying. La Conner was very relaxing. We mostly spent the time snuggled up under blankets (at least I did. I'm not used to any weather below 90!) watching our favorite shows and eating yummy foods. La Conner has perfect fall weather and I missed the crisp, bright days after being in sunny Florida for most of the year.

After leaving San Jose, we flew into Seattle. We spent the night there and walked around the market the next day. It was a beautiful, clear Seattle day and the market was bustling. An of course, we had some Starbucks from the first Starbucks store.

Once we got back to La Conner, Melissa took us to one of her favorite places, Deception Pass.

Here's the view from the bridge. You can see snow-capped Mount Baker in the background. It was nice to revisit the Pass because R and I came here on our honeymoon last year. So beautiful and so many great memories.

Mom and Melissa are a little scared of heights. They didn't come out too far on the bridge and every time a truck drove past, the whole bridge would shake. They also didn't like it too much when I pretend to fall over the edge. I just had to.

One night we went to the Taste of La Conner. We went to five different restaurants and tried a little appetizer and glass of wine from each one.

My favorite stop had smoked trout and white corn salsa on a tortilla, a mini apple turnover, and a glass of Riesling. All the places we delicious, and our last stop was dessert. We had a chocolate mousse cake and the most amazing coffee port wine. So yummy!

Unfortunately, I suffered a nasty stomach bug after that yummy night, so I was pretty much laid low for the rest of the trip. Everyone else got to eat fresh caught crabs and homemade mushroom risotto, lots of local wine, and even some unbelievable goodies from a local bakery. I was on a pretty steady diet of saltines and Gatorade. Not fun at all. But I'm recovering and we're on the road! We left yesterday and spent the night in Missoula, Montana. We're going to keep trucking on and hopefully I'll have some pictures of life on the road for the next update.

In other important news, R hasn't been too bored back in Florida. This week he started Primary! This is the second phase of flight school where they get into the trainer aircraft and begin flying. He's got two weeks of ground school then, for about the next six months , he'll be going up in the trainers. The next six months will be a long, very tough road ahead of him, so any encouragement is more than welcome! There will definitely be lots more updates as his flight career continues to unfold.

For now though, I'm packing up and getting back in the car! Wonder where I'll be writing from next?

Sunday, October 3, 2010

sunny san jose.

Today we are saying goodbye to San Jose. It's been lots of fun, though! We've spent lots of time talking and catching up, and seeing some new things. On Friday, we went to a few wineries and tasting rooms to enjoy some of the fantastic wines this region has. I think between Northern California and Washington State, there is no shortage of delicious wine to drink on this trip!

This was our first stop, Savannah Chanelle Vineyards. The guy doing our tasting was a Wisconsin native so we enjoyed talking to him and he even hooked us up with some off the menu wines.

Here we are at Cinnabar Winery, our second stop. This guy helping us was so unpretentious, he made the tasting a lot of fun. We were all cracking up at his college drink recipes, like Mimosas made from cheap champagne and Tang. But the wine really was good!

Here's me, Mom, and Melissa at the last stop of the big winery tour, Big Basin Winery. At this place, the winemaker even stopped in and talked to us for a little while, which was cool. I even bought my first Rose!

After the wine tastings, we walked over to a cute little Mexican place called Casa de Cobre where we had some of the best margaritas and carne asada taquitos I've ever had. This is me, Grandma and Melissa. It was a great girls day!

On Saturday, we took advantage of the rare occasion where all of us ladies from all over the U.S. were together in one place and went and got photos taken. We had a great time laughing and goofing around, I'm amazed our photographer got any normal shots at all.

Here's all of us; Grandma, and then two generations of daughters. I think this is such a great shot of some of my favorite women in the whole world.

This is one of my favorites of me, Mom, and Melissa.

After pictures, we headed off to get a little pampered with massages. Now, I've gotten massages before, so I was expecting a quiet room all alone and a gentle rubdown. Well, I have to admit it was a little different. We went to a Chinese massage place called Happy Feet. We each got 40 minutes on our backs and 20 on our feet. Well let me tell you, my feet sure were happy. I don't think I've ever had someone give me a 20 minute foot rub. The focus is reflexology, so they massaged around pressure points and took lots of time on my legs. I was totally in heaven. Then I moved over to a table and my masseuse started in on my back. I'll just say this... they use their elbows to massage. And they pound on you. They certainly did give a great massage, but I was definitely feeling it in the morning.

Yesterday we went to the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. We enjoyed some carnival rides, some arcade games, and lots of fried food. It was a beautiful.

Here's me and Melissa getting ready to go on the Fire Bolt. Melissa is really scared of heights, so I enjoyed seeing her squirm. We liked it so much we went twice.

Today is our last day in San Jose and we're getting ready to go to the Winchester Mystery House and In-N-Out for lunch. Then tonight we're staying in Seattle and seeing the sights tomorrow. More to come!

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

road trip!

Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to make an announcement. I am packing up the blog and taking it on location! That's right, I am getting ready to embark on an adventure and the blog is coming with.

Tomorrow morning, bright and early, I am leaving on a jet plane headed to sunny San Jose, CA to meet up with my Mom, my sister, Grandma, and my Aunt for the weekend. We're going to spend some wonderful quality time with them. But it doesn't stop there. Instead of coming back home, we're saying goodbye to Grandma and my Aunt, then my sister, Melissa, is taking me and Mom up to La Conner, WA where we are going to see the sights, relax, and probably drink some wine. But wait! There's more! The real reason we're going on this adventure is to help my sister pack up some stuff and move back to Milwaukee where she and her husband are settling once he's out of the Navy. So, we're going to drive from La Conner to Milwaukee, a mere 2,053 miles. The adventure ends with a few more days in Milwaukee to see friends and then I'm headed back to Pensacola.

All together, I'll be on location for about three weeks. Don't worry about R, though. He'll have have enough SportsCenter and long bike rides to keep him busy. And let's just be honest, you and I both know after spending everyday with a certain talkative girl, he's probably ready for a quiet house and the remote all to himself.

I'll be blogging all about my adventures along the way so stay tuned. As for my first achievement, in order to travel quickly and cheaply, I managed to fit three weeks worth of clothes, shoes, and beauty products into just a carry on! This either means I'm the world's greatest packer or I'm going to be a hot mess for three weeks.

See you in San Jose!

Monday, September 20, 2010

go pack!

When the temperature hovers in the low 90's and the palm trees are still bright green, it's hard to feel like it's fall. No leaves changing colors, no crisp cool air, no sweatshirts for chilly nights. We feel far from home when the climate is so different from what we're used to. However, there is one reminder of the changing seasons though... football!

Unfortunately, we don't get all the Packer games on TV because I guess they care more about the Buccaneers, Dolphins, and of course, college football down here, (which, if you didn't know is the second largest religion down here after Southern Baptist). But since Aaron Rodgers is taking the Packers to the Super Bowl this year, we want to make sure we catch as many games as possible. That means heading out to a sports bar with some friends, like we did to watch the Pack beat the Bills.

It may not feel like fall down in here in the tropics, but watching those Lambeau Leaps and hearing that, "Go, Pack, Go!" yesterday made us feel much closer to home.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

under the sea.

There are a couple awesome things about living in a place where people come for vacation. It's warm in the winter, the sun is almost always shining, and you get to take advantage of some of the most beautiful beaches around. And yesterday, R and I did just that. He has a friend who dives and borrowed us some of his gear and we headed down to the beach to go snorkeling! He even let us borrow his underwater camera, so we could share our adventure with you all!

We went to Fort Pickens, which is at the end of this beautiful stretch of beach. One side faces the bay and the other side faces the Gulf and at the end there's a cool Fort that protected the bay that dates back before the Civil War.

This was the first spot we went to. The waves were a little strong so I stayed out while R got some pictures. The bay side of the beach faces NAS Pensacola on the other side of the bay, and every time a plane took off from the base, R would pop out of the water and watch it. I guess airplanes trump fish.

Here's some of the shots R got. It's cool because they just swim right up to you, they're aren't scared at all. I think I was more scared of them.

Ugh, these jerks. Here's the story with these jellyfish; we actually went snorkeling last week, but only stayed in the water for about 20 minutes because there were a bunch of little jellies around. There are lots of types of jellyfish, but being from Wisconsin, we just get a little freaked out by all of them. There's little ones that are about the size of a key that are colorless and have no tentacles, (they look like snot balls floating in the water) and they don't sting. Then, we saw some slightly bigger ones, the bell part was about the size of a fist and they had longer tentacles....they do sting. They float all around and you can't really see them coming, so we just decided to call it quits for the day. When we went yesterday, we didn't see any of the little ones, but of course, right when we found the perfect spot with tons of fish and crabs, there were a couple of these big ones. They are called moon jellies and they're as big as a Frisbee. After doing some research it turns out their stings aren't too bad, but we weren't taking any chances. R got this picture and we just stayed above water.

Finally we found a good spot with no waves and no jellies. There were a bunch of little fish and hermit crabs and if you stayed still they came right up to your face. The camera battery was running out, but we managed to get a good shot of the two of us. It was a really cool adventure and definitely something we'll do again soon.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010


Don't you just love a cliffhanger ending? I know I do! It's time to introduce you to the newest members of our family... Our new washer and dryer!

This may not be so exciting to everyone else, (and it just may be a disappointment to some of you who thought we were talking about a puppy) but to us it's Christmas in September. We've been in Pensacola since May and in that time laundry, a task that I don't usually mind at all, has become the bane of my existence. In order to really appreciate your washer and dryer, take your next load of laundry to your nearest laundromat.

It doesn't matter where you live or how nice your neighborhood is, laundromats are nasty. They're poorly lit and the magazines are all three years out of date. The floors are sticky from spilled detergent and little barefoot, Kool Aid mouthed kids run around pushing each other in the carts, their mom's yelling, "Hush 'for I smack you!" Meanwhile, you're trying to decide which dryer to use, the one that's closest to the air conditioner that's only pumping air into a six foot radius or the one that the scruffy college guy just pulled his crab sheets out of. Decide quick, because the pushy mom is pulling your intimates out of the washer she's been waiting for. When your clothes are done drying, you just shove everything into the hamper and book it out of there, because wrinkly clothes are better than folding them there, where the guy who looks like someone from an Amber Alert has been watching your underwear tumble around and around in the dryer for the last 4o minutes.

So when we found out another couple was getting rid of their washer and dryer and only wanted a couple hundred for the pair, we were more than ready to say goodbye to the laundromat and say hello to our new babies!

I've done three loads already and I couldn't be happier.

Monday, September 6, 2010

beer, guns, and rock n' roll.

This weekend we drove to Mississippi to spend the last weekend of summer with Brad, Valerie, and Noah. We had such a relaxing and fun time. On Saturday morning, after Noah woke us up by snuggling us and then immediately asking if we wanted to play with his Batman toys, R and I headed to Kiln, MS for a brewery tour. Kiln is the home of the Lazy Magnolia Brewery, the only brewery in the whole state, which is kind of cool. They make only a few beers, including a Southern Pecan Nut Brown Ale, which R has tried and says is pretty impressive. Unfortunately, they didn't offer samples. It was a really laid back, cool brewery and the brewmaster, Leslie, is one of only a few female brewmasters in the country. (Is she a brewmistress?)

Kiln is also the hometown of Brett Favre. Some of you may remember he played for the Packers a while back? They are pretty proud of their boy in Kiln. His high school named the football field after him and they even have a huge life size bronze statue in his honor.

It should be noted that he is wearing his Green Bay uniform in his bronze replica and all over this mural, people have written things like, "Once a Packer, Always a Packer!" He'll always go down in history as a Packer. Personally, I choose to remember him by his stellar acting in Wrangler ads, but that's just me...

Later that evening, we went with Brad and Val to a cookout with some of their friends. They had a huge backyard which the boys took advantage of and had some much needed man-time.

Brad and R showed Noah how to shoot a .22 at a target. He was being so careful and concentrated as Brad showed him how to lift the safety, aim, and pull the trigger. It was so sweet to see them sitting together in this field, the older men showing the little man some tricks of the trade. All of the other couples had kids and we had such a good time talking and laughing around the bonfire, listening to their parenting stories and adventures.

The rest of the weekend we spent cooking out and sleeping in. After they put Noah to bed on Sunday night, us adults got wild and busted out the Rock Band. I must say, Brad, Val, R, and I make a pretty mean little band. We even unlocked a new level and I got to belt it out on vocals to Heart's "Barracuda". (A song that really makes me appreciate the fact that I don't have to sing for my dinner, otherwise I'd be very hungry.) After Valerie and I had worked our fingers to the bone on guitar and sang ourselves hoarse on vocals, R and Brad stayed up another couple hours to rock out some more. Hey, when you're in the zone, you're in the zone...

It was such a laid back and relaxing time, we didn't want to leave. But, we had to get back home so that we could be here for the delivery of the newest addition to our family! Intrigued? Ah you'll just have to stay tuned for more tomorrow!

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

two weddings and a fair.

Well, here we are at the end of summer. We couldn't have closed out the summer in a better way than a trip to Milwaukee. It was a great time and we really didn't want it to end. We got in on a Thursday night and didn't waste any time on Friday morning getting to the State Fair. It did not disappoint.

R enjoying corn dipped in melted butter. This was after pork sandwiches but before fried chicken. Somehow our stomachs are made of iron at the Fair.

We found the classy side of the Fair with our friends Megan and Matt. In between the fried cheese curds and food on a stick there was a nice little wine tasting area to taste some Wisconsin wines. Right behind the camera though, there was a middle aged woman in a leopard print bikini top and a cowboy hat. She helped remind us that you can try and class up the Fair all you want, Wisconsin, but it's still the Fair.

Cream puffs and beer, a Wisconsin breakfast of champions! The sad part of the day was that it rained a lot, so we were unable to ride the giant slide, which is a Fair tradition that shouldn't be missed. We did however meet up with my parents and we found a funky little 80's cover band to dance to all night. I think we may have started a new tradition.

On Sunday, I stood up as Matron of Honor in my best friend Erin's wedding. It was so beautiful and so emotional to watch my dearest friend marry such a great guy.

Her wedding was at the Wisconsin War Memorial which has a huge deck that overlooks the lake. It couldn't have been a more beautiful day for a wedding.

She was a really glamorous bride! The wedding and reception were beautiful. Her dad even surprised her at the reception with a group of Irish dancers to perform, as a nod to Erin's years spent as an Irish dancer. It was such a personal touch and an unexpected surprise!

We had the whole following week to relax and see friends, eat and drink with family, and enjoy Kopps, (a Milwaukee frozen custard institution) not once, but three times! We even took an afternoon by ourselves to re-visit the Miller Brewery Tour. Yes I said re-visit. You see we've gone once before, but never on a weekday when the production lines are running. So we had to go back. And you get free samples at the end, so can you blame us?

Then on Saturday, we went to R's cousin Sara's wedding which was beautiful. Their reception was in the building that houses Discovery World, and the cocktail hour was in the aquarium.

There was even a tunnel you walked through where the fish swam above you and below you. It had to be one of the coolest, most unique places in Milwaukee to have a wedding.

We made sure to take advantage of the beautiful view to get a picture with our favorite city's skyline. It was so cool to go to two weddings at such beautiful places right on Lake Michigan.

Finally, on Monday morning it was time to say goodbye and head back home to Pensacola. But before we left, R's mom reminded us that we still had the top of our wedding cake saved for our one year anniversary.

So, for breakfast we enjoyed a good luck slice of our wedding cake! It wasn't half bad after a year and a month.

We had one of the best visits and it was a fantastic way to say farewell to a good summer!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010


"I carry your heart with me, I carry it in my heart. I am never without it, anywhere I go, you go..." -E.E. Cummings

Today R's beloved Uncle Bob passed. We are taking a short blog hiatus and we'll return in a few days to update on our wonderful trip to Milwaukee.

Monday, August 9, 2010

jeep jealousy.

On Friday evening, with nothing much to do, R and I decided to have a cheap date and go test drive new cars that we can't afford. I've been keeping my eye on a new Jeep and R's going to upgrade to a big 'ole Tahoe. Not that we are actually shopping, we just wanted to smell that new car smell and see the odometer read less than 100 (thousand). So, we had a little dinner then headed to the dealer. After deciding on the color, we took the new Liberty for a drive around the block. As soon as the dealer handed us the keys, I forgot all about my little Mazda Protege for a few sweet miles.

Well friends, my little Mazda did not take lightly to being forgotten. She has been giving me some trouble lately, but after the fantasy car shopping, she pulled out all the stops. While driving to a friend's house last night, Miss Mazda was making an awful squealing noise, then a snapping sort of noise, then silence. Apparently, she'd had it with being compared to shiny new Jeeps and her alternator belt snapped. We made to our friends house (thank God) and popped her hood, only to find that this was all that remained of the belt:

We let her stay over night at our friend's as she clearly needed a little time to cool off and regroup. This morning, we took her to the mechanic and she's staying the night. Hopefully tomorrow, she'll be in a better mood, but something tells me that my wandering eye has left a permanent rift in our relationship.

We never meant to hurt her.

Friday, August 6, 2010

it's a wisconsin thing.

Every year there are a few holidays we celebrate that force R and I to meet in the middle with our family traditions. For Christmas, his family opens their presents on Christmas morning while mine can't seem to wait and open ours on Christmas Eve. For Thanksgiving, his family has a huge get together around a traditional turkey dinner while my family prefers to lay low and eat take out. His family always bikes down to the lake to watch the fireworks on the 4th of July and it's just not Easter at my house if we haven't gone to a brunch. But there is one celebration, one event that both of our families have always done consistently the same way, with the same reverence and excitement, that it seems we were made to celebrate it together...

The Wisconsin State Fair.

Now maybe you're from somewhere where the State Fair is just not that big a deal. That's because you're not from Wisconsin. Our Fair is awesome. We take it pretty seriously. Our families have both been faithful Fair-goers since we were little kids.

Here's R and his brothers when they were little.

Here's us on the Sky Glider in high school.

Last year, with the famous State Fair cream puff.

We each have our must haves to make a true State Fair experience. For R, it's the pork sandwich dripping with barbecue sauce. For me, it's all the Herb Kohl 25 cent flavored milk I can drink. We never leave without some corn on the cob dipped in butter, maple cotton candy, fried food and beer, and long walk inside the inside the exhibition building with the live infomercials. And I always have to make a stop at the Discovery Barn, where I can ooh and ahh over the newborn chicks and piglets. And it just wouldn't be the Fair without a cream puff, of course.

And next week at this time, when we return to Milwaukee for some weddings, we will find ourselves at the Fair, ready to embark on the experience that helps make a Milwaukee summer just a little sweeter and our belts just a little bit tighter.

We'll let you know how it goes.