oh yeah!

isn't it *fun* knowing the news before it shows up on the news?



and, unlike most Americans, YOU guys actually know exactly where Belize is, AND you know somebody who lives there !!



I've gotten "those" looks... from total strangers.

like... "Isn't it a bit EARLY to be hittin' the bottle, lady?"

I know exactly what you mean, Vonn... my legs feel like tightened piano strings.

even the *skin* feels taut... and the muscles are all sproinged... ka-boing.

but mine isn't in my thighs, it's my calves.

I only wish the tightness would extend further down, to my ankles...

naturally, (this being the MS we all know and love) my ankles tend to fold up like accordion pleats and collapse outward without the slightest warning.

this rain-rain-endless-rain thing hath its advantages though.

I'm wearing heavy-gauge knee-high farm boots, and they keep my ankles stiff during my outdoor chores...

after work, we sit down to dinner (he cooks every night), and watch a movie downloaded from the web.

tonight was an oldie "Runaway Train" with Rebecca De Mornay.

the rain is still falling, hammering on the zinc roof... my friend calls it "freight train rain"