I made a queen size quilt for her in February and she still has it in the box, only opened when she looked at it the first time. No way I will make her another one. I may go insane this week. She is always dying of some weird disease that doesn't exist, and on Monday she went to the dr and pretended to pass out from an asthma attack. I know it was pretend because an hour later she was on the way to the casino. The Dr gave her prednisone, 40 mg. Way too much! She is now so hyper, I could scream. Can't stop talking, complaining, and just yap yap yap! I think I will bring Emi to the park!