well the day after my bday and i thank all of you who sent me love on my day... it's always good to hear... since i've been back in pa i've been working for my mom - thankfully it gives me money and i kinda fell into it but god is inventory and data entry boring! Yet somehow the continuous pace of doing the same thing for 8 hours straight gives you a certain meditation, you tend to get into a groove at some point where you don't notice if someone walks into the shop or office where you don't notice your hands are more dirty than most of the mechanics (did i mention that my parents sell ATV's, snowmobiles, and Motorcycles?- so most of the inventory involves grease or dirt of some sort) . The only thing i hope for is to get there earlier than the "boys" and be able to put in NPR on the stereo instead of the local country music station we've been listening to for days - don't get me wrong there's a time and a place for country but when the station plays the same song 12 times or more in one day there's room for a change... doncha think????? hope all is well out there in your land... 
I was just making a bad naughty joke. (I sure was hoping that it would be taken in a light sense since it was meant as light and funny and I sure wasn't being serious!)
much love back at ya...