All's well

Back at the ponderosa, things are looking up finally. I got rid of a huge problem which was looming and threatening to cause me much anguish a couple of months ago. This is a good thing. Trust me on that.

My fella is still my fella, even after his date with a co-worker. Actually, he 'officially' became my fella after the date, so I have to say that all-in-all, the date was a positive move. Who'd 'a thunk it?

Today I called in sick to work, took a walk along a beautiful trail in a local national park, had supper cooked for me, watched Rundown ("Can you smelllllll what The Rock is cookin'?"), and had a good time.

After a wonderful day of playing hookey followed by a wonderful night of playing hooker, I think it's time I turn in.