I wanted to blog about Randy today. We have our phases-our good phases--and our bad phases.

Our bad phases are bad--mostly because I had the idea of Randy being mad at me..or upset by me..or anything like that.

But our good phases..are the most heavenly times. God would be jealous if he existed and felt and saw what we feel and see and think about eachother.

I can't describe it, too much. He keeps me on cloud 9.