It is a remarkable 75 degrees outside and I am very much looking forward to getting out of here and opening the sunroof on my new car for my trip to Jersey.
My better judgement tells me that we have yet to see the last of winter but I'm hoping I missed my chance to say fuck you and farewell.
I'm going jogging Sunday morning with P. and I saw a new number on the scale this morning that I haven't seen so far. I'm very pleased. I took second place in this stage's Biggest Loser challenge and don't feel bad being beaten by a good friend of mine.
I'll have to somehow sucker Mike into sitting with me outside a coffee house this weekend.
Have a good weekend, folks.