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Thanks Rex.  I love you too.  And I too love that I don't have triangle hair any more.  Not going to lie, I don't know how I feel about having that particular likeness floating around cyberspace.  

I feel like I've been so blog-incognito.  I can only read the blog at work.  I can't post.  So that means I have to make it more of a priority in the evenings.  

So here are my musings for the moment: 

(1) Making the Cut (by Jillian Michaels of the biggest loser) is amazing.  I haven't lost any weight, but I have lost inches.

(2) One of my goals for this year is to be a doer not a talker.

(3) I love the ballet.  And I love Cooking light.

And lest you've forgotten what I actually look like (in light of Rex's oh so nostalgic visual representation), you can refer to the following.  Caption: What happens when you live in New York City, your friend has chosen the coldest day ever to move, and you insist upon "getting your exercise" by quite literally running between apartments to load and unload.  Aka: New York ski bunny.  My face was so frozen while I was running I couldn't feel the snot and drool freezing to my chin.  Three words: iced over grossness."