I forgot to say that on Saturday we left Walmart and Neal set off the alarms because he had a hot pack thing in his pocket and Walmart sells those (even though he got it from me) and Ariel got stopped because he's black and apparently old women don't trust them. That really sucks. We played pool and ping pong again yesterday and Shorty shot the ping pong into my bra. I've never had that happen before, and it was funny. I felt like I didn't belong yesterday, and that I shouldn't have been there.