Whew. Survived a family wedding that included a unholy clash with my stepmother just 30 minutes before the wedding ceremony started. Checking all of my fingers...still there..none were cut off in the middle of the night.
Barb, caught up a bit on your sitch. Glad to read that you're doing okay with the latest health scare. Damn! Time for Florida, honey.
Bets, what you need is a big dart fired from a dart gun from Jack Hanna's collection right into your a$$ so you'll be so chillin' that H wouldn't know what's up and what's down when you do talk with him about your D17.
GG, it's good to hear that you're A-Ok about EX. For the first time in 10 years, I have discovered that magic pill too...or rather it snuck up on me without me noticing it. This is the FIRST time ever that I forgot Ms. Wonka's BD and didn't text her at all. No pain, no sadness, no nothing. Just nothingness. Heh...so that's how detachment hit me in the face and said "hello, Wonka!" And about time too!
BA, hey...how's things with your new GF? I miss living through you vicariously. I gave up on the Enquirer a loooong time ago. So it falls on you to feed me 'that' Enquirey fix.
