Becky,
This is a personal letter to you.
Please don't yell at me at lunch tomorrow.
I'm all outta blog tonight.
Sorry,
Cheryl
PS Last line there made me think of an Air Supply song, though, and if I know you, I know you're singing along. Not because you are like Air Supply's number one fan or anything, but because you, like me, are a wonderful rememberer of random songs of the 70's! Sing it sister!
PPS Maybe I will blog about that random song lyric thing tomorrow. I actually call the phenomenon "The Debbie Gibson Factor," since I can remember all the words to "Electric Youth" for goodness sake, but many days, can't remember where I put my keys.
PPPS Hmmm, funny, but I kinda got a blog out of this rambling, eh?