  Only in southern california would someone get in the car to drive 100 yards to the other side of a strip mall. That was me this afternoon, and Id just gotten finished with a workout. God forbid I expend any energy in the real world. Im hoping to drop some pounds, and this is how I operate? At least I was aware of it, laughed at myself, and thought it through to rationalize it away. I was saving my back from carrying heavy bags of groceries too far from the market to my car. You buy it, dont you? Speaking of the back, its not fixed yet by any means. Im still taking pain pills to work out. And it makes this snapping sound when I bend down. Id wager Ive got two years before Im back in the hospital for another surgery.
Hospital I bought another card to drop off at Palomar Medical Center for Ivy. I keep thinking about her, how out of nowhere she crashed her car on the 15 on the way to school (and our class!! ) and is now fighting for her life. Just as I write that, in comes an email from Heather Hayton informing the class of her uncertain status. Strange how the thoughts of Ivy burning in my mind would result in an update right at that moment. Nothing seems worth my words when things like that are in my mind. My blather just seem trite when juxtaposed with such a grave situation. 
