Coffee

Somehow I've become a coffee drinker. I used to get a cup once in a while and suddenly it's become an every day sort of thing. Maybe it's because the coffee area is now immediately across from my desk. Maybe it's because caffeine really is addictive.

Whatever it is...now I can't get through the morning without a cup.

Come to Jamaica

After a LONG and painful process, we've booked our vacation. For those that don't know the back story here's where we had looked at going, in the order that we researched them:

Scotland
Puerto Rico
Cancun, Mexico
Riviera Maya, Mexico
Aruba
Bermuda
British Virgin Islands
US Virgin Islands
Puerto Rico (I know I listed it before, we considered again)
Jamaica
St. Lucia
and finally...Jamaica

You may go ahead and envy me now.

Become one with the Jello

So this past Saturday I had a massage. A lovely, hour-long, swedish massage. I haven't had one in over a year and every time I promise myself I won't let it go as long again without getting one.

I walked in and met my masseuse, Katherine. I asked her to work the middle of my back since it's been bugging me. As soon as she got to those muscles she clucked and said are these the ones that hurt. I guess they must have been a little tight. Then she pressed down and said how's the pressure. It was good and I told her so. THEN she pressed harder and started working those muscles in my back until the tears started making my vision blurry. Just at the point where I thought I'd have to tell her, she stopped. Everything went along fine after that. When I stood up after an hour I found that I had become Jello.

It's good to be Jello. We should all become one with the Jello