Counting down the hours....

And the countdown is on... both for my vacation and stopping smoking. Already removed all the ashtrays and now only smoke outside. I was smoking not quite a pack a day. One reward is Friday afternoon, when I go back to the dentist to start the teeth whitening process. I look at it as both a reward and insurance... a reward in being a good thing to have nice pearly whites, and as in insurance because I won't smoke if I've paid $275 to have my teeth whitened. Such is Don... reward and insurance.

My sister signed the papers on her condo offer today which is a really wonderful thing. We've both been through a lot, and caring for Dad and all the legal crap we had to go through was more than I want to or will explain here. Suffice it to say... MAKE SURE YOU HAVE A F-ING WILL!!! It will save your family tons of work and heartache. I remember holding my Father's hand when he was passing, telling him it was okay, and that we would be okay. And that I would watch out for Donna and make sure she was okay. It sounds a little melodramatic to remember that time now, but it was true and something I'm determined to do. My sister is pretty dog-gone cool. The first time I met her (I didn't know I had an older sister until I was almost 10) it was the summer of 1970. She lived in San Diego, had a cute dark green Toyota Corolla, a little Sony portable black and white TV (remember the commercials... a Sony of my owny?), and had red Close Up toothpaste. Hell, I didn't even know there was toothpaste other than Crest. She was cool then, and even cooler now.