Just call me Cleo, you know, Of De Nile. This is the second place I've been offered that link. Didn't click on it there either.

1. Who would it help? Me or Annette? Bet she hated having others rubber-neck at her life. Reading other's reactions, I know it would make me feel terrible.

2. Because Annette's life is that way, I've learned enough to know my MS is Mine, hers is hers. Her outcome does not predict my own and vice versa. I'll see what unfolds in mine. Beach Blanket Bingo never happened for me and I saw that movie.


Sincerely,
kicker (sitting here with eyes tightly shut)