Real big loser!

I'm proud to admit, my losing streak continues. 2.5 pounds down ... for a total of ...
DRUM ROLL PLEASE.....DUM, DUM, DUM, DUM...
19.5 POUNDS ... in 5 weeks!!

After revealing in my joy, I realize how proud I am of myself. I used to feel like I wouldn't be happy until I reached my goal. But it's already starting to show now. It's wonderful getting compliments and positive comments (keep 'em comin'), but you can't buy the feeling of pride and happiness I feel within myself. And God love DH. He's down 1/2 pound ... this after a huge cheat meal with 3 beer on Saturday night and a few meals at restaurants during the week. Not bad I'd say. Poor guy is working out of town and is at the mercy of eating out. He does choose well but the hidden salt/sugar/fat in foods is delaying any big weight losses for him. Still, this is the best he's eaten all his life and he's really proud of that. And I'm really proud of him for doing this with me and sticking to it.

Speaking of losers, Cecelia got the boot on last night's Survivor ... and I got zero points in our pool. I actually missed 1/2 of the show because DH & I went to Value Village to look for "new" pants. No luck but for me but DH got a pair and a few shirts. Oh, and we got a few things for Halloween costumes. We're invited to an adult party and we're looking very forward to it. We're not going as a matching set. Although we don't clash much either. I'll save it as a surprise and hopefully by Halloween I'll figure out how to post pics.

Well my dears, I best be off. Have a great wknd. And hopefully the sun will be back on Monday.
~B

Got lemons? Make lemonade

So I've taken off my sour puss today. Can't stand being miserable so I my-as-well give it up. Talked with mom last night. It makes me laugh because she doesn't give in and tell me what I want to hear. No, "There, there honey." She says, "Everyone is going through the same thing. Pray on it. Give it up to the Lord." Not exactly what I hoped for. I do realize I'm not alone in the financial strain.

I'm more angry at myself because this is my own doing. How stupid! How could I let myself get in so deep? It's the "want it all, NOW" syndome. And not stupid selfish stuff. I wanted a house before the baby came. Before that, it was the Ireland/Turkey trip. And before that was the honeymoon. That combined with all the oopses over the years (2 cars totalled, mat leave, lay off this year alone), yeah, we're in pretty deep. We're just hoping to get through the next 3 months and then consolidate. (Unless we get yet another oops.)

Okay...we're done with THAT topic. In other news, it's Thursday!!! HURRAY!! The best TV night of the week. Looking forward to tonight's Survivor drama. I voted in the pool. Not great choices. I'm rethinking it. So far I'm sucking eggs with 1 point overall. It's so hard to know who to vote for this early in the game. Too many players to really zero in on someone. As the show progresses, it's more obvious and predictable. But still, you just never know what'll happen.

And the big weigh-in tonight. I feel like I haven't lost this week but I felt the same last week and was down 4. I'm noticing it in my clothes BIG TIME! I had a pretty good wardrobe but now I'm down to 2 pairs of jeans and 1 pair of pants. My 2 pairs of dress pants and another pair of jeans are too big. And I have 1 new-ish pair of pants I'm going to take in. But certainly, it feels great! I'm considering getting some exercise in. I meant to bring in my sneakers to walk during lunch but forgot again! Instead I'll drop by the Sally Anne store during lunch and see if I can find any dress pants...and leave the walking till Monday.

Well my friends, thanks for listening to my rants over the last week. Sorry it was so painful. Gotta keep positive. Look on the bright side. Silver lining, baby, silver lining.

TTFN!
~B

Just when you think it couldn't get any worse...

Well after yesterday's pitty party, I felt awefully dumb. I spent a great night with E. It's easy for me to doubt my abilities as a mom...especially when I get "comments" that feel like criticism. I hate second guessing myself. Why can't outsiders accept that you are the mother and you know best? If I ask for help or suggestions, I've opened up the door. If not, shut up and accept my choices WITHOUT criticism. Anyway, after lots of thought, and a little trust from E, I realize I am a good mother. Last night she trusted me enough to get in the big tub (rather than the Rubbermaid container) even though she was afraid. I reassured her it was alright and the bath mat was for her safety. Once she got over that, she had a great time playing.

Anyway, re: the subject line, I nearly didn't blog at all today. Life has been dealing us really crappy cards for the passed year. Just when I think we're starting to recover, we get kicked in the face. I won't get into the dramatics but it's all financial. I feel like I just can't take one more thing...I get over it...a few months go by...and I get one more thing. Is this how it's going to be for the next 3 years? (When loans are paid off.) It's just so sad to me. DH & I make good money but the problems and our debt keep piling up. We should feel secure. Instead I daydream about winning the lotto to help me sleep at night.

So that's my vent for the day. Hopefully the rest of the week will brighten up.
~B

Time Management

I'm finding it hard to blog this morning. I started and then erased twice. I'm getting frustrated. I feel lazy. And sorry for myself.

Okay, here's the deal. DH, MIL, E & I all live together. MIL is an incredible help...which makes me feel like a bad mother. Every morning MIL gets up with E (changes, dresses and feeds her). Every night MIL or DH does the evening shift (feeds, baths and dresses her for bed). I do appreciate the help but I feel like I should be doing more. It means getting up a half hour earlier and taking a more active role in the night. But is it necessary? Do I need to do it all??

I'm just having a pitty party. I'm mad at myself for not getting my crafting projects done...and not getting exercise in the evenings. I'm just being a sloth! But I excuse it because I'm too tired to think creatively on my projects. And taking another night away from E to go to aerobics I feel it's not fair (and it's extra fuel, etc.). I'm having trouble balancing it all. Guess I need to think on it. Any advise would help.

~B

Draggin' Lids

I heard somewhere that they make babies cute so you won't strangle them. Say you had your spouse wake you up screaming in the middle of the night...and s/he can't tell you what's wrong. You try several different things to calm her/him down to no avail. After being up for an hour, tired, bewildered and about to lose it, you try one last thing, and it works. S/he finally falls asleep and you're clueless as to what just happened. In the real world, you'd probably beat the snot out of your spouse, or at least kick her/him out of bed so you can get some sleep.

Well, this is exactly what happened last night with E. Poor girl woke up crying and it took a full hour to get her straightened away and back to bed. Thank goodness I love her because I was losing my patience...not as much as I have in the past, but still frustrated. And of course, I was tired being woken up out of my sleep twice that I can remember. I still don't know what was wrong. One nice part of the whole deal was DH who thanked me profusely this a.m. for taking care of her. He knew I was frustrated.

Needless to say, I'm extremely tired this morning. Wishing I could go home and climb into bed. What's even worse is I have plans tonight so I can't get to bed early. *SIGH* Oh well, it's all part of being a mama. Rewarding and tough at the same time. It's just what we do. :)

Well gang, better get going. Take it easy peeps!
~B

I'm in love???

OH MY GOD! If you don't know why I'm reeling, it's because of last night's Survivor "love connection...not!" I felt SOOOO bad for Billy. Is he that blind and naive to think there was a spark there?? Obviously the girl was "being nice" saying "WE love you." The operative word being WE. I'm not trying to dog on the guy because I think he's cool...sweet even. And it's not to say Candice couldn't have feelings for him, but I don't think her comment was a confession of love for him. Anyway, the entire scene struck me as odd and made Billy look like a weirdo stocker.

*Breathe*

Okay, back to REAL reality. The scale dropped another 4 pounds last night for a total of 17 pounds down in 4 weeks. Very, very cool! DH dropped 3 for a 11 pound loss overall. We're so proud of ourselves and each other. I'm feeling sexy and confident. Weight loss is a beautiful thing. My clothes are so baggy now. Yesterday I had pants on that I just bought last month. Now I have to take them in (yay for the loss, boo for the sewing). :) I'm so encouraged to keep going and truly feel this is the last time I'll be this weight. It's going down, down, down and I love the results. I love how it feels. The "sacrifices" (which I don't consider too great) are so worth the effort. Why did I wait so long? Maybe because it all led up to this moment. This was the year for me to shine.

October '07 is DH & my 5th anniversary. We have been toying with the idea of going on an all-inclusive trip...not that we can afford it. But I'd like to renew our vows at the weight I wanted to be when I was married, in a dress that's as sexy as I feel. We'll be at goal next year so it's do-able...just not sure about the financial legistics. We'll see. Who knows what the year will bring.

Well peeps, I have to get going. Chow!
~B

TGI-Thursday

Yeah, that's not how it really goes...but to me, Thursday's my Friday. For starters, it signals that there's only 1 day left in the work week. It's weigh in day, which is exciting and scary at the same time. And it's SURVIVOR NIGHT!!

I've been watching since I think the 2nd or 3rd season. LOVE IT!! We used to make a big event out of watching. In my first apartment, shared with DH (engaged at the time) and roomies/friends Hil & Jason, we'd make a big event out of Thursday night. There was always a special meal ... like Jason's killer honey garlic nachos! (Never quite duplicated again.) Oh, and Jason's famous meatloaf with the best red sauce I ever tasted! (Sorry mom & MIL.) We even had a couple of Survivor parties, complete with tropical dishes, drinks and dress. Shay's (spelling phonically) saw-VEE-chee was absolutely deelish!! It's not much to look at but boy, it's tasty. (DH LOVES it!)

Well, with kiddies and living far apart, this season was uneventfully kicked off last week. But the pool is up and running at work...not many takers this year though. Still, it's fun. We have the best pool I've heard of. It's based on a point system. Each week we pick the Bootee (5pts), Immunity Team (2pts), Reward Team (1pt), and Exile-ee (3pts). When there are 5 Survivors left, we rank the top 5 (1st-35pts, 2nd-25pts, 3rd-20pts, 4th-15pts, 5-10pts...or something like that). Then we total all the point up for the season. Whoever gets the most wins like 75% of the pot, 2nd gets 15% and 3rd gets 10%. (Can't remember exact percentages). It's great because you could do lousy all season and get the top 5 right and win!

Anyway, must be off. Hope you have an awesome Thursday and we'll chat more Survivor tomorrow.

~B

Sweet dreams are made of these...

I had weird dreams last night...and I didn't even eat before bed!! (Haven't in quite some time.) You know what I'm talking about. The College/Univ days when you'd drink your face off at JJ's and hit Pizza Corner before passing out in res. Then you're dreaming all night about crazy scenarios.

Last night I dreamt about one of my coworkers. Not that kind of dream!! Anyway, we were going to his place, by row boat, to a party. Nice shack too. And E, who was tucked in my coat was just the size of a football. Very strange. I tend to ponder my dreams...wondering what it says about me subconciously. Maybe I need to go to a party. I've been dying to go dancing. Hmm, who knows. And little E...don't know what that means. I'm not ready for another baby right now. Maybe I'm missing her being an infant. She'll be moving up to Jr. Toddler in Nov. Who knows.

I daydream a lot now. Romantic scenarios. I really should write for Harlequin Romances or something. I haven't read much of them, probably because I preceive them as cheesy. But I love sexy romance. Even more these days. DH and I were chatting last night about how our intimate relationship has improved since losing weight. We're feeling great about the weight loss, which gives us more confidence, which leads to talking openly about our realizations. It's a closeness that just makes everything better. ;)

Well I better jet. Hope your days are filled with lots of sweet dreams ... actual and imagined. :)

~B

What would you do??

So our Rock station, Q104 (104.3 FM) does some pretty daring stuff on air. Today if you listened, you might have heard a guy shaving his "stones" to win Stones tickets. Intrigued?? Pretty risky business "down there". So it led me to thinking...what would I do for tickets to see my favourite artist? And what artist/group would it be?

That's hard. I like a lot of singers/bands. But I'll go "old school" and choose Aerosmith. My cousin Stephen, who is no longer with us, introduced me to "Dude Looks Like A Lady" and "Angel" when I was around 11 or 12. I fell in love with Steve Tyler's fish net tights, sides open to see part of his butt. Man, the dude doesn't have a pretty face but he is sexy supercharged! It was like nothing I'd seen before and I was hooked. I love throwing on their CD and listening to their sexy rock-out tunes.

What would I do?? Hmmm...I'd shave my whistling foo-foo in a heart beat. Not sure if that would be good enough. In the spirit of Aerosmith, being wild and crazy, I'd extremely reluctantly jump out of a plane. Now some people may think that would be fun. Me? I'm terrified at even the thought. But for Aerosmith tickets, I'd take a leap.

So, what would you do? And who for? Comments please.
~B

Restful weekend??

Seems like every work day I can't wait for the wknd so I can get some rest. And what happens when the wknd comes? Stay up late and "sleep in". Problem is I get about the same amount of hours I have during the week. Now how does that work??

I'm really lucky. My MIL lives with us and VOLUNTEERS!! to get up with E on the wknds. In fact, she gets her up and dressed just about every morning. Talk about spoiled!! I get up at the same time but get showered/dressed while MIL get's E up. Then I get E bkft while MIL gets ready. It's a pretty good system we've got going on. And I appreciate the help SOOOO much.

DH started working in Lunenburg last Tues which means early mornings and late nights. So to spend time with E, he decided to get up with her Sat a.m. I got up too and made her pancakes for bkft, a little treat. Then we went over to MBF Shay's so our kiddies could play. We had a really nice visit and hope to do an adult visit soon. Sun a.m., DH, E & I went to church and then packed a picnic lunch and went to the park. It was so fun watching E go crazy, running all over the place, getting up on the playground equipment and sliding down the slides. The best thing was the rubber "flooring" they had on the ground. Great for when the kiddies fall.

Before the night was out, DH & I were feeling pretty tired. But of course, we didn't rest. We just stayed up - him playing video games on comp and me watching the tube. I got a migrane around 9 - 9:30, took some drugs and called it a night. So, here I am, back on a Monday morning ... wishing it was Friday so I could catch up on my sleep. :) Funny how that goes.

Take care,
~B

Blogger addict

You know you're a blogger addict when...

...you make a point to blog every morning before you do anything else (like actual work).
...you visit your friends blogs DAILY, or several times a day, hoping to read a new post.
...you consider your blog to be another good friend who you can share all your secrets with.

So, I love blogging. It is very addicting. And yes, all of the above apply to me. I feel like calling up my friends saying, "I'm waiting!!! Would you blog something already??" Guess I've become so dedicated that I assume everyone else should do the same. Which says a lot about me. My life isn't as interesting as I hoped if what I look forward to in my day is blogging. Whatever, who cares. I like it...I'm not hurting anyone...and it's fun.

The latest weigh in was successful. Down 1.5 for a total of 13 pounds in 3 weeks. It would have been more only for Aunt "Flow" and Uncle "T.O.M." (Time Of Month) are visiting at once. Yes, it's that bad! I'll keep it at that. Anyway, Erika (my counsellor/nutritionist) says that's the reason for not so big a loss. But you wait till next week. Catchup!!

Oh, and I slipped on a pair of "can't-wear-these-yet-cause-they-don't-fit" jeans on this morning. Very nice!! I've been dying to wear them. And now I can. HURRAY!! I'm really loving this! MBF (my best friend) Shay has some clothes for me from her sister. Very excited to see if any fit to expand my wardrobe. All my clothes are baggy and some really should be retired to the donation bag.

Anyway, it's Friday. Hope y'all have a great wknd! Till Monday!
~B

F-I-N-E fine!

Morning y'all!

I'm feeling rather good today. You know, one of those days when you get dressed and think, 'yeah, you got it goin' on!' That's how I'm feeling. A little sexy, a lot sassy. Confident. It must be the pants. :) No, not really. It's weigh in day and if you can believe it, I'm excited about it. I know the scale is dropping. I can feel it in my clothes. I can't see it so much but DH says he can tell.

About a month or so ago, I took off my rings...correction...I near tore off my finger getting my rings off to mix hamburger. Well they've been off ever since. Then yesterday, I slipped them on with ease. It was a great feeling. I didn't tell DH till he got home last night. I lifted my hand and wiggled my ring finger. He was pretty impressed. He's having trouble getting his on but it will come with time.

After this 3 week cleansing period, we're feeling a little shell shocked. DH & I are used to eating out a lot. Him daily; me, maybe twice a week. We were going to go out tomorrow night but opted to have more self control with a "cheat" meal at home. We're going to have nachos. However, we're using lean ground beef, low fat cheese, fat free sour cream, salsa and tons of veggies. So as "cheat" meals go, I think it's not too bad.

Another reason for excitement is we're getting a new meal plan!!! Hurray!! 3 weeks of eating the same meals...yeah, shell shocked. They are delicious and there is variety but we need a change. BTW, if you're wondering what plan I'm talking about, I'll confess. It's Simply For Life (www.simplyforlife.com). I was afraid to make it public for fear of failure. But after 3 weeks of losing steadily, I'm realizing success tastes wonderful! (And I'm not so afraid.) It's working for me, more than anything else I've tried. If your sceptical, give me a year and I'll share my "at goal" story.

Well gang, gotta jet. Take care!
~B

Gender bending

So my baby girl loves Elmo. LOVES Elmo. The first-time mom that I am, I buy a ton of Elmo stuff. Sandals, pjs, 3 dolls, a folding chair, sleeping bag...you get the point. My problem is most of the Elmo stuff I see is blue based. Leaving Zoe to play the female version of Elmo. Why is this??

Superstore carries a TON of Sesame stuff. That's where I get most of it. But the cute little Elmo sneakers are bright blue. Just like the spring/fall jackets. I was lucky enough to get pink Elmo pjs, although they still had a sports theme on them. Are they implying E's a tom-boy? She's only 16 mths! I don't want her being labelled already. Why do manufacturers do that? I wish they'd have pink and blue versions of the same. Or pick a neutral colour like purple or green. They'd get more money out of me for sure.

You might think she wouldn't know the difference, but she does. Already!! I got her Elmo sandals (second hand) . Before she had them on she was going crazy for them. While we were in PEI, I bought her an "ElMOOO" onezee from Cows. She knew it was Elmo related . (Cows even had different colours - blue, red and yellow.) You can't fool a kid, even as young as E. She watches Elmo everyday and has that recognition for him.

So, if any manufacturers are reading, know that you're cutting yourself out of a piece of the pie by attaching gender to characters. Elmo is loved by girls. Dora is a favourite of boys. Everyone should know how to cook a nice meal and change a flat. That's just my humble opinion

~B

FWD:, RE: and other annoying emails

Everyday I open the ol' inbox hoping for nice conversational letters from friends and loved ones. Oddly enough, the majority are these dreadful emails asking me to take time out, read the lengthy email and forward it to 10 friends or I'll die by next Tuesday...whatever!

My dear peps, I love you, but I hate your emails. Several relatives send me only these type of emails. Meaning I don't get regular "hey how are you doing?" messages. It's astounding! I rarely send these messages on, unless I find it terribly amusing (so delete at your discretion). My most hated and dreaded of these emails is the "don't break the chain" message. Guess what? It's the first one I delete! I feel it a personal interference to be told what to do. It's my right/privilege to even read the damn thing, let alone bug the hell out of my dear friends by sending it on. And my circle is so small, you've already been bothered with it anyway.

So, if you do take time to read this blog, know that I LOVE hearing from you. Tell me about your day, how the kid/grandkids are doing, who's getting together/married/pregnant, whatever! Just leave the spam for the can. Much appreciated!!
Lub yas
~B

Infectious disease control

Okay...my home needs to be quaranteened! I'm 100% sure I have a sinus infection. Again! Boy, E & I just can't seem to get well. Poor doll was crying a lot last night in her sleep. Not sure if it's the ear infection...or teething. She did have meds for both so I think not. Possibly sore legs...she walked a lot on the wknd. I took her into our bed (which we rarely do), got her to calm down, massaged her legs for a bit, and slipped her back into bed without a peep. I love her so much, I could just eat her!!

Anyway, back to my infectious snot. My cold started shortly after E's. Sore throat, congestion, moving along to sinus pressure (face and head) and now the never ending yellow snot. (Sorry if you're eating while reading.) I blow and a bucket of yellow snot comes out. Repeat every 5 minutes during waking hours. Drat! I have a Dr.'s appointment Wednesday a.m. Back on antibiotics I suppose. After this bout, E & I should be put in isolation chambers. Or maybe an attractive bubble. We'll be bubble girls. How fun.

Other than snot, the wknd was very relaxing. Back to the grind today. Wish I had another week to recoup. Well y'all, take care and have a snot-free day!
~B

Busy as snot!

...which is quite true since I've been snotting all morning. Got called from E's Daycare. She's fussy, won't eat and is pulling at her ear. Surprise, surprise. Not another ear infection??? Of course. Managed to get into the Dr. this morning, got her anti-biotics, back to daycare, then back to work...from 9:30-12:30. Fun, fun.

Anyway, I'm still reeling from it all. And the situation gets more stressful because of work. Or should I say, I'm making myself stressed. Had what I thought was an uncomplicated job turn WAY complicated. Got that fixed. Onto the next 2 projects due today. Man, it's funny how it's the feast or famine. Don't like it. I wish we had a nice steady pace all the time. But that's not how the tide flows.

Ran into the fabulous Jeff Cogswell, morning guy on Z103.5 (mentioned earlier this week). So nice to see him again. He even admitted to not knowing me when I emailed. After seeing the last name, he clued in (nice save, really). Anyway, he's handsome as ever and his family is tolerating the 2nd move they've had in 2 years (or so). See, I was a good girl, I asked. He (as tons of people do) mistaken poor E for a boy. Happens all the time. I don't get offended anymore. Anyway, he commented on her looks. I said, "well look at the gene pool she comes from." Got a laugh, and a smile. Yeah, he digs me. :) Whatever.

Well, 2.5 pounds off this week. 11.5 in total. Not bad for 2 weeks. DH is down 11 too! Really proud. It's coming along. Well, I best be goin'. Take care and chat at ya on Monday!!
~B

Bright side!

Well after yesterday's downer, thought I'd better pick it up today. It's funny (ironic, not ha ha) because I'm in a great mood. Must be the great sleep I had last night. ;) Seriously, I need to blow off steam every now and then. Get all that negative thinging and worry out of my head and down on "paper". I know everyone is going through some version on this. Certainly my problems are no worse than anyone else's. It just weighs on a person (and I need a diet). :)

Not much exciting to report today. 2nd weigh-in tonight. I'm excited...but a bit nervous too. Realistically, I'm probably down 2 pounds (in fact I've been checking up on my scale). Secretly, I want it to be 4. But we can't have our cake and eat it too. (Poor choice of words, I realize.) I've said this before, if I concentrates on the small successes and not the scale, I'd be much better off. Last week I noticed I haven't had a sore hip. I had been limping around for months. I have no idea what the problem was but it's gone now. And I feel great! Lots of energy, very alert. It's a great feeling...feeling great. :)

So after all the BS with the financials, at least I have my health (boy, just transended to my mother). But it's so true. It could always be worse. Hey, I even have a cold coming on but I'm still "up". I love how this feels! Gotta remember it when faced with a XL pizza/donair. :) Hope you have a great Supersized feel good day! Take that Micky Dees.

~B

Waiting for the upside...

...I think it's safe to say that dear hubby and I have had a rough year or so. He got "laid off" while I was on MAT leave. Suffered a little financial strain there for about 4 months. Then I was rear-ended. Add that to the mix. Then went on a very expensive trip to CB a few months later. Engine blew. Fixed it. Paid for it. 4 days later, wrote off the van, my fault. Same week the computer dies and the dryer breaks down. All the while, some home renos are waiting in the wings to be done.

Last night, discovered a leak behind the main bath sink. How? The laminate in the laundry room is now raised up. So to my home improvement list I have the crawl space, flooring in master bedroom and flooring in laundry room. Have I mentioned I am out $500 in extra expenses this month??

I know I have NO RIGHT to complain when I think of the people who lost their homes and everything they own in Katrina. I just feel beat down. Just when we strike one thing off the list, something else adds to it. I'm so frustrated! Only 3 years left of my student loan, thank God! Because we're drowning right now. My worry is can we tread water for 3 more years? I'm not entirely sure.

*phone rings*

Oh, and that was the good people at Midas. My exhaust on the van is bad. $215+ tax to fix it. *sigh* I know it's very reasonable but it's just 'one other thing.' I think my credit card is going to bleed to death! But what can I do? I don't have the money. And no sense of borrowing it from someone cause I can't pay it back. Makes me think I should get a side job. But with what time?? I'd like to have a relationship with my daugher. *heavy sigh* 3 more years huh? Boy, that's a long time to wait for an upside.

~B

B is back!!

Bigger than Backstreet baby!! Bern's back and well rested!

I had a great vacation. Nice visiting with hubby's family, and nice to explore another province. Red dirt baby...it's beautiful.

Anyway, I'm way to excited today. First off, down 9 pounds!! Thrilled to death...or life. Whatever. Just really pleased with my progress. Dear hubby's down 6 too!! What a guy...what a trooper to be with me on this journey.

And on top of all that, I hear on the radio (the competition no less) my old "work boyfriend" is back in Halifax!! Jeff Cogswell, morning show extraordinaire is the guy you want to wake up with on Z103.5. But you didn't hear that from me...okay, you sooo did. Awe well.

It's great to hear him back on the radio waves. And I'm so happy for him to be back in town. I really should clarify that the guy barely knew my existance. It's the voice...and the personality. So funny. And his family is lovely. No threat here. I'm very happily married...just nice to daydream. :)

Anyway crew, hope you're having a kick a$$ day!! See ya!
~B