She teared up when she mentioned that she hates making us all come out to visit her. I gave her royal what-for. I told her, "How do you think I'd feel if something happened to you and I didn't come out here?" She replied, "Like a little shit on a stick." To which I responded, "No, like a huge shit on one of those double stick popcycles." That made her laugh so the tearing up didn't turn into falling tears.
Her biggest worry is that she won't get out before the 13th when the new Dallas starts on TV. I have set my PVR for her.