I've just been feeling contemplative lately. Stoopid "anniversaries" come up every year and, although the pain, anger and bitterness lessens each year, the yuckiness of those feelings is still there. Maybe a frontal lobotomy would help.
Otherwise, life is going well. The weather is beautiful. We were not affected by the flooding, thank goodness. One of the weird stories about the flooding is that as the water has been receeding, people are finding really big fish in the streets.