That's great news, beerbelly! I can't wait to read about when you start!
Here's the update to my driving story. Surprisingly enough, we never heard back from my son's friend's parents about driving to work Saturday night. I was truly amazed about that. Anyway, I drove my son to work, and he didn't speak to me the entire way. He called early for a ride home (about 6 PM) as the restaurant wasn't busy. So then he spoke to another friend of his, and they ended up going to the movies. (Yes, he drove.) The storm, for the most part, passed us by and was only rain. So we gave him permission to go to the movies and then back to the friend's house. He had to be home by 10, but if it started to snow or sleet, he needed to come right home no matter what time it was. So he rolled in about 9:50 and said it was just starting to rain. He hated the movie (Enchanted - chick flick).
The funniest part was Sunday morning when he was complaining about how he went through 1/4 take of gas! He said he drove to the friend's house, then back to our house, then to the movies, then to the friend's house, and then back home. I told him that's why his dad and I didn't want him buying a huge truck!