I'm Yours

So 7 March has come and gone and while I may not have Abby's feet on my lap, I do have my feet in the door. I scored a three-day gig with Dancing With the Stars. Not too shabby.

Also, I applied for a wicked cool job based out of NYC, which of course is the place dreams are made of.

Finally, I'm 20 pounds lighter than I was when I wrote that last entry. Only four pounds away from my goal weight for when Abby comes up for a visit, which is less than three weeks away. Looks like I'll be even lighter than I hoped. Sweetness.

I am now off to enjoy this beautiful, almost 60-degree weather we're having.

Bon vivant