Today was our first day catching the bus since my car was stolen. It's amazing how quickly I got used to not walking. I'm sore now, I might be near dead in the morning. You know you're getting old when you're considering buying Ben-Gay.

I thought my stalker had moved on. It's been months since he's been seen around my place, but apparently we've relaxed too soon. Two weeks ago I discovered my car was stolen. It was recovered a couple of days later. This morning I go out to go to work and my car's gone again! The days my car were stolen on, holds a special significance for my stalker & he would not have been happy. He's messed with my car before, but he's never gone as far as this. I have to get away from this lunatic without having to give up my life like a did before. I

I love my kids. I truly do, but I look forward to the day they all move out, so that I know that when I put down my pen, keys, purse, change, gloves, they will be in the exact same spot when I go to retrieve them.

Why does Pat Robinson still feel the urge to open his mouth?