


So the 2 conventions are over and I gained one pound per convention. A 2 pound gain. That is not fair at all. I thought I would gain knowledge from watching– not more to love around my hips. :-(
I am too annoyed to write. As I look out the window and feel the breeze that is announcing Hanna to New York, Minnie, my 15 year old cat ,is sitting on my lap. I had to cut thru the humidity to get to my office, but Minnie thinks she is doing me a favor by helping me sweat off the Obama and McCain pounds.
Hey guys let’s add to your platform – a gym in every house! You can keep the chicken in the pot. Oh wait, I have a gym in the house. That’s why I joined a gym last month. it’s the heat that is talking...or whining.
I think I will let Minnie finish this blog. She has something to say. “Hey, watch the claws on the skin!”
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