Monday, November 2, 2009

Better Days

Time heals...and stretches. Radiation is no longer as devastating as it started out to be. And George has moved on to that big horse farm in the sky. So I guess I'll have to find something else to whine about now (like how fast Christmas is coming). Just kidding...but thanks to everyone who humored me during my recent jaunt into the world of whininess. I owe ya' one.