Sorry, been waiting for written approval of a unicorn before I could post again, that's what took so long, really.

They are so hard to get hold of, ya know?

Let's see, where did we leave off?

Busy Girl's face didn't rot off, she is healing nicely, though a certain plastic surgeon is suspicious she was playing volleyball sorta kinda against orders.

That suspicion may or may not be actually be a bit founded, I'll never tell.

Volleyball is getting geared up again, which for the uninitiated, means I have time on my hands 3 times a week to regale you with tales of the gym and of the road.

I know! Isn't it grand?

Savor this, my little digital pumpkins, for she will have a driver's license by the time the next season rolls around, and I will not have to drive the 60 miles 3 times a week.

Speaking of driver's licenses, she's doing well with her permit, though I have my doubts (she will disagree,and may even do so on here because I'm pretty sure she and her friends are reading. Hi, guys!) that she understands all the physics of a motorized vehicle.

Guess what tomorrow is?

My annual girl's trip to the beach.

Get a travel buddy and be in my suitcase by 9am tomorrow if you want to go. We have to go to work first, but we'll leave in the late afternoon.

Those of you who are old hands at this, tell the new guys what they're supposed to do.

I have a boatload of stuff I need to do before then that is obviously not gonna get done, mainly because I can't feel my fingers.

She's at a new volleyball club this season, and, holy honkers, this place is cold!

Dang, I shoulda brought my little TV, I want to see how Ellen does on American Idol.

Starving, I'm also starving.

More later, but like I said somewhere else, secure your breakables, I'm gonna start exercising. More on that later, but I'm in an exercise challenge, so I gotta, you know exercise and eat right and stuff.

Only 2 months and 30 days to go.