Momand Meah.

You get it? It's a play on words. It sounds like Momma Mia, but really it's Mom(and) Meah. I could have also done, Momand Me, Uhhhh. See? That, too, would have sounded like Momma Mia.

Okay. Whatever.

I'm on NO SLEEP PEOPLE. You might wanna give me a break.

Well, mom flew in today. Her and I have quite a big weekend ahead of us. Oh, yes, we do. All the ladies at the South County Christian Center church In St. Louis, Missouri have decided to throw caution to the wind and have us as their speakers at their women's event this weekend.

Apparently A LOT of other speakers already had engagements.

So her and I will be flying out on Friday morning to our big gig. I think we are going to celebrate by springing for a $8 Coke on the plane. Whoo! Now, that's what you call high living right there.

So will you pray for us this weekend? We are so excited and certainly feel like we have a good message to bring to these ladies. In fact, I feel so self-assured that I can say with all certainty that they will either LOVE us or we will be asked to kindly refrain from ever mentioning that we darkened their door.

Yep, I am absolutely certain one of these two things will, indeed, happen.

Let's pray for the former. Shall we?

Or maybe there is no women's retreat at all and this is Mark Burnett's (creator of Survivor) new idea for reality programming. Put two fluffy women in a twin engine prop plane, make them flag down a shuttle, miss lunch, then put them in a hotel room all weekend long with nothing but a two day old newspaper and 18 pounds of Spanx.

Now THAT is some good T.V.

Okay, seriously now. Y'all pray. I mean this is the same woman who unloaded her suitcase yesterday with gifts for my kiddos. All she pulled out for me was a Hairstyle magazine, to which she said, "Remi, hand this to your momma. Cuz I know how she loves to read about the latest hairstyles. And also because she really, really needs a new one."

Dear Lord, come quickly.