The people in my family seem to have this great need to go west to places named after St. James.

First, my main person took off for Spain and a town called Santiago. Now another key member of my staff pack, Emily, has gone west to San Diego.

All this makes me wonder…. What am I? Chopped Liver?

I entertain. I sing. I look gorgeous. Isn’t this enough?

Moving on…. I bravely put aside my angst to answer the clarion call of those still in the office. It was, indeed, music to my ears: I am needed!

This morning, a crash course with Will prepared me to answer all your phone questions and generally fill in for the missing Sheehan women on email, at the computers, on the phones and at the shipping stations.

Bring on the calls. I am ready.