Can y'all believe it...no flat tires! I KNOW!!! I'll be filling y'all in on all the dirt (literally) of our show later.
My main priority on coming back home was seeing my Graycie. As I told y'all before we left, she broke her arm just above the wrist....what I didn't get to tell you was that she had to be put under Friday morning to reset the break. The orthopedic doctor was not at all pleased with the setting done in the E.R. I was a basket case. Cat Daddy and I tried to figure out a way for me to stay in Dallas until after the reset, but we couldn't work out a way to get me from the Austin airport to the fields of glory...so I had a nail biter of a morning that Friday until I got the "all clear" phone call from the Oldest Melon Head.
Every girl needs a pink cast to accessorize her Easter ensemble, don't you think?
Oh to be seven again! She was bouncing around Sunday like she didn't have a care in the world. Not like her Nana who was whining about all her bruises and aching muscles from the show! I always manage somehow to get so beat up at this show. In the battle of woman against junk...junk always triumphs!
As I said earlier, I'll be giving y'all all the 411 about our show and trip. For now, let's just say it was a real comedy of errors. Just let me get clean underwear, the dirt out of my teeth, hopefully a comb through my tangled hair and I'll be back. In the meantime, I see where a lot of folks have already been posting about the Circus of the Stars...so go...mingle...and I'll be back toot sweet!

HINT: Grayzilla isn't the only one who got to see celebs!