I was doing okay until last night around 11:30 when I found my website had been hacked. (Either that, or my hosting company decided to remove most of the files and not tell me!) I was able to replace 99% of it, but a lot of the links to the graphics are screwed up and not working right, and I THOUGHT I lost my journal. (I am backing that up with a vengeance right now). I'm trying really hard to get it all back, but I just don't have time for this right now. (Last night I was really, really upset. This morning... I figure it could have been worse and I'm pretty good about backing up, I just don't have time to look through the whole site and figure out why a graphic that's there isn't showing up.) Anyway, all of that has absolutely nothing to do with my retreat, it's just another (BIG) distraction. This morning on Sesame Street, Ray Romano and Grover taught the concept of "frustrated." It fit pretty well. On the other hand, I did have Paul there, offering his Snoopy comic books last night, and playing me funny MP3s this morning to make me laugh. (We now have the skit where Cookie Monster goes to to the library to get a box of cookies. After the frustrated librarian explains for the 97th time that there are no cookies, only books, Cookie Monster exclaims, "OH! Me get it now. Me want BOOK about cookies... and glass of milk.")