I do miss those Indians season tickets we used to come into every now & again through the old job. Oh well. Not worth it.

Courtney, nicely put on your truth statement there.

Well now that my heart rate has returned to normal, I'll say, Welcome back Sara! Where you been all my life, girrrl? So glad to hear you're doing well!! You sound WONDERFUL, more like your old happy self, whom I've missed terribly by the way. Don't be a stranger now, ya heah?!

Nothing radically new & different to report on my end. Baby still follows me around whining about his pitiful life, when he's not busy trying to crawl up Spencer's butt. Spence has been very good about the clinginess, however, & even seems to enjoy the company. You can tell when he's had enough, though, when you start hearing, "Joo-li-YAN!" And Julian comes crying to me...the cycle continues. Since the nicely warming weather, I will say it's been wonderful to be able to send them outside playing. The baby soon forgets that he's upset at the world & starts actually playing. It's been nice.

All righty, ladies, that's it for this session of Postcards From the Edge.