We had both better hear something today. I am going to call and follow up with mine later. Mike's said they would let him know by the end of this week. That would be today. It could be a big day, or a horrible day. Either way we are ending it in NY with seafood enchiladas and frozen drinks at Arriba-Arriba, and then a night in the funky apartment. Michael says there is a weird funk growing in the shower, and they couldn't get ahold of the cleaning woman to get her to clean this week. I am scared! Hold me!