The most delightful message i've received in my life:

"Sharon Barbour...how I love me (realizes what she has said and bursts into laughter)(corrects her self) how i love YOU let me count the ways! gosh, i'm so funny. Sharon Barbour, I love thee in a harbour, i love thee in Vancouver, i love thee in Mantruber. anyways that was really embarrisingly dorky. i love you and hope you're having a great day....you're turning 21 and we're going to canada. i can't drive, and i don't know where we're gonna stay because i don't know anything about anything so if you know the hostel website for the world then let me know and i can look it up,...there it is. had my half birthday yesterday so now i'm 20.5... i'm feeling much older. told dad you were eating Bordados and he's asked that you move down to the carribean and be dan and christi's nanny so if you could pencil that in....i'm very excited for who you are and that we get to be together."--cari ann jr. sausage washer

i've considered it and have decided that I enjoy listening to people's messages much more than I enjoy talking on the phone with them (most of us know that i am awful when it comes to talking on the phone). So perhaps we could just make this aggrement that I don't ever have to answer my phone and you can all just leave messages and then I'll call back under the conditions that you won't answer your phone and then i'll leave you a message. Ok? ok! Cheers!