Today I am going to try to be more hopeful about everything. Things are good- these kittle kicks in the belly are proof of that. And how many people can say their grandfather drove off a 35-foot cliff, flew for 85 feet and will be okay? The house is going slowly, but for crying out loud, we have a house.

It's not that I have been down. I've just been really really really stressed out. I've got to get over that. My bedroom smells like roses and there are birds singing outside.