Nostalgia! You heartbreaker. March is full of you.

I am almost finished with the damned OAC application... gah! I'm ready to throw these binders full of paper off a cliff. And then run around naked. Or something.

So, Mr. Tino had the pin removed from his little leg yesterday. The vet says his bones look great, and he probably needs only a couple more weeks in a cast before he's as good as new. Mom keeps asking me if we're going to have to be careful with him from now on, but it's close to impossible to be careful with an IG. As soon as you give Tino a stretch of floor more than six feet long, he kicks it into high gear and starts flying around. Fingers crossed for no more broken bones.

Happy Tuesday.