I’m still around. Working through the death of a friend. Talking about it some on my other blog. Not going to dwell because that would be the last thing she would have ever wanted. Noticed I was eating junk last week. Chicken and french fries are my first sign that something is wrong. Thought I was OK but I’ve been sleeping too much since last Friday (day of the funeral).
Feeling better after writing about it. Got to love any discussion involving optimistic squirrels! 🙂
(You really have to visit the other blog to get that.)