E. E. Cummings

Judy is in the hospital still, but doing a lot better. I wish I was there now, but I still have 37 days. (I know you think I count a lot, but I have a Google counter app on my home page, so I can't help it. I like to know when exactly I am done waiting for things. Especially Jillian Michaels workouts, I watch the minutes on the DVD player so I know exactly how much longer I have of getting my butt kicked)

So this is the Valentine I made. This is the only time of year you will see me get Romantic, I hope.

And here is a toast to new beginnings. I'm going to record everything G. says from here on out, so that Tanya and I can prove we are not crazy. And I applied for 3 jobs last night, instead of drinking away my troubles. Because otherwise, G. wins. And I will not be taken down so easily.