Last week this came from my mouth "Thats the last of the orders, Honey." I heard myself say, knowing that my open bid log was almost a full page and 80% were winning. Sooo, I make a deal with the UPS guy to drop of the supply in the four wheel drive that is used very sparingly. "Honey, you look tired. Take a long bubble bath, you look like you deserve it." Thats what I say hoping she will give me time to get my box into the house and blended in with the existing smokes. She goes into the master bath and gets her tub ready. I hear her call me. She wants the TV brought into the bathroom. I gladly set it up and act nonchalant. She gets into the tub and reminds me to check the windows on the cars in case it rains. Then she says, "Oh, Sweety don't leave that box in the Suzuki, it probably doesnt help the cigars and then come scrub my back." I turn and run to retrieve my box then go scrub her back. All the time I am wondering am I the spider or the fly in the web. either way I decide LIFE IS GOOD!