Sorry for the radio silence of late. Mom and Dad were in town for a week and just left a couple days ago. Add that to busy-ness at work and general mild malaise from not going to the gym even close to enough, and I haven't much had the time or inclination to post.
Note to Self: Gym = Your version of Prozac. You MUST MUST MUST get your ass there pretty much every day. If you don't, you will get excessively short-tempered, have trouble sleeping, and leave weepy voicemail messages for most everyone you know. Not necessarily in that order. Plus, you actually like the gym, remember?