Ok, so I'm updating again. It's been a fanatic / General Hospital / These are the Days of Our Lives kind of week / month / year. Lizzie went in the hospital - oh - some two weeks ago. For a week, Sam broke his arm, I have a lump under my armpit that turns out to be more than one lump and I'm still awaiting the results. I told you, it's freakin' General Hospital man.

I've started work on the 2005 Calendar, a tradition I've started with our family. That is their Christmad presents. And actually, it's quite fun and they love it.

On top of all this medical bullshit I seem to be acquiring, I broke the front half of my tooth off tonight eating a FRENCH FRY. So God was striking me down man. He say - Catrina - I tol' you, yo' belly too big to be eatin' french fries. Therefo' - Ima takin haf yo tooth. Krammit.

Ok, I'm going to bed. I thought it would be good to update. If I put in here everything that was goin on in my life, they would no longer call it a blog. It would be something similar to the intern's diary.