The days fly by so fast that I hardly have time to even post. Work is great, will take till the end of this month to iron out all the issues. Yesterday after work Mary and I went to Ghitanas and ate frog legs. They are actually VERY good! Taste kind of like shrimp. Anyways... wow there really isn't much I can say publicly huh? Does that make you wonder what the private things are? HUH? HUH? HUH? Well too bad! You can't know. First time that I've actually not told anyone, which is a good thing. Some things are just too personal and too sensitive, and this particular issue needs to be dealt with over time. What am I talking about? I'll probably never say, but this blog is for me, not you, so HA!

Surgery? No surgery? Depends on the time. When it doesn't hurt as much, I decide that I'll just hang in there for a few years and see if it gets better. When I have my 'moments', I'm just about ready to run to the emergency room and scream "CUT MY BACK BABY". Just about.

Give me something else to talk about.... Being a workaholic is damn cool! At times I get so damn stressed, but most of the time I love it all. The whole rush of it, the responsibility, the decision making. Beautiful.

a hand to hold
lips to kiss
someone there
for me to miss