Just got home, had dinner with my father-in-law tonight. I'm a little pooped tonight but I suspect that this is because of extreme cold temperatures. They make you want to hibernate. Anyway, rather than do that, I'm going to scoot downstairs and ride my bike while That 70's Show is on. Should be, um, silly to see Jack Osbourne on it. Not sure what to think about that. At any rate, I've got another successfull, on-program day under my track pants waist band. Yippee!!! That's 17 days in case you were wondering!