i walked into work today under sniper fire

sweet dear jenny naes,

okay, i swear; politics will NOT be our running topic. it just seems as of late, that's what's been the underlying theme to most updates. that being said, i have to say, god love hillary for trying. sniper fire hillary? really? REALLY? alright, we'll give that one to ya even though it's a video documented lie. GOD LOVE HER. i think it's pretty great that you missed her appearance. just like a woman to not show up on time. i don't blame you though - i probably would've crapped out if i went to see obama and had to wait too long. and by too long, i mean like 30 minutes or so. i have about 30 minutes until my patience with crowds runs thin and i throw in the towel.

now on to a different topic: college basketball. now yes, i know "i'm me" or "you're you" as you put (which i love btw) but suprisingly enough i DO have a bracket this year. i wasn't going to. i had no desire to. i don't follow college basketball, nor did i want to. bryans side of the family does this whole bracket thing every year and yet again, i opted out this year. it's not just my thing to follow it and update it and know what's going on. at work, however i was bullied into doing it. well, not really bullied, more like asked and me and a friend split the cost and each did half of the bracket. our secret? we picked the teams that had names that fit on the line when we wrote them. good strategy ay? well, it's a losing strategy. we won strong in the first round, and now we only have 5 teams left. damn you USC - why must you have such a short name! i took them all the way to the end. man was i wrong.

so, even though i'm doing this bracket thingy - i still rely heavily, well, totally on my friend to keep it updated. i don't think i've looked up ONE score this whole time. GO ME!

i got your card today where you said you sang "first born" to lily. i can't imaging why she'd be terrified of you now. it's such a heart felt warm song to sing to a kitty. my aiko loves it when i sing it to him. especially when i cup his face in my hands and sing directly into his eyes. it gives him goosebumps. he just knows his mother loves him so much!

well my love. this post came a lot sooner than most, and for that i'm proud of myself. i hope we can keep this blog thing alive. we're rockstars though, so it shouldn't be too hard.

i love you always,

mitzy