Well my goodness...

...so much has happened since I last checked in I hardly know where to begin. These are all the things that I could spend a page on, but instead will just tease you with until I get back to work Wednesday.

• The Braves swept the Mets in four games which seems like ancient history since we got massacred last night. And Bobby Cox turned 67 and signed a contract extension: now there's a guy who's aging exactly the way he wants to.
• My sister and her boyfriend came to town! I was happy to see them but the visit was too, too short, although I am looking forward to taking my bra off the second I get home as is my usual habit when there are no men around the house. Item of note: Boyfriend called me by the name my sister calls me. I thought it was kind of sweet.
• I was diagnosed with some dark and diresome horrific periodontal thing that makes me absolutely disgusted with my own mouth. Very expensive and dreadful which brings me to items three and four.
• I have to get married by July the 30th. Its the only way I can buy into the dental insurance before the first root procedure; otherwise its two grand out of my pocket or wait until January. So talk me up, people; I've got six weeks to nail somebody down and drag him into HR.
• I am quitting smoking forever on Wednesday. You may assume much more to follow as that storyline progresses. But I mean it.

These are the high points, except to add I hate Spellcheck. Its so worthless that it can't tell when a word is spelled correctly but used incorrectly. Apparently the menus I sent out last night advertised a "Skirt Streak", which I agree does not sound appetizing at all.

Spellcheck believes the word most closely related to prosciutto is prostitute, and don't even ask me how that "auto-corrected" menu went over with the kitchen staff. Its been four months and they're still cracking jokes about whore's-radish sauce.