Feeling better

It felt good to get out the anger the other night. Might have seemed tame to you, but I erased a lot before I settled on the final text. Since then, I found some leftover hope under the couch cushions (this is where I sleep--I'm too wiggly for post-op Jill), and some determination to make some plans and keep them. As soon as she's better from surgery, we're going birding up near Vancouver. Maybe I can find a cheap backpack to throw E into, or maybe we'll just let someone babysit.

To make up for my melodrama the other day, here's some silliness (Phillipe is always good for cheering you up)...

It's too big for the window, so click on it to read it all.

Todd's Back!

For anyone else celebrating your fifth today, I sure hope it's a good one! Cheers!