Another day of pacing the floor. In other news, I dusted off the ole bike on Monday. Made it down the street and back. Yesterday I went a full two miles in 8 minutes. Pretty good I think. I'm going to try and add each day until I'm back up to my 12 miles per day. Daughter Dear turns 13 on Saturday. I was telling my sister we wouldn't be celebrating because mom can't figure out where the time went and wants her baby to stay a baby. Yeah I know...get over it. The little punk (daughter dear) called me gay last night. I don't know which one I am in her book because I'm always happy but I don't munch on women. I guess I'll have to ask her.....

*See I told you I was brain dead*