mondays and i have a love/hate relationship. i love to hate them, hate to love them. workwise, i rather enjoy mondays. they fly right by as you try to catch up with everyone over the weekend and on the work you slacked off on because well, it was friday and all.

today i was none too thrilled to climb into ruby , turn the key and see that it was really only supposed to be 7 a.m. have i mentioned how much i dislike daylight saving?

but then over lunch i got to hear my very favorite song of the moment, i tried to rock but you only roll so that’s nothing but goodness right there, isn’t it?

now, however, i just got an e-mail from sister #3. her husband has managed to cut off part of one of his fingers and he’s in the hospital right now. allegedly they’ve put the finger back together, but they won’t know if it will “take.” also, it’s his birthday today. err, happy birthday tony.