15 years ago I was told I'd be dead in 6 months by a woman named Ruth Ann Newton. 15 years later, hear and now, I am living a happy life that seems like something out of a 50's tv show - just with better appliances. I have a terrific family, a nice house and a fun career. I read when ever I want whatever I want. I laugh so much that my abs look great. I could lose all my possesions tomorrow and still be rich. If I knew where to send them, I'd send a dozen roses to Ruth Ann, with a little note telling her to shove them up her ass. Actually, I wouldn't do that. Because she's not worth the acknowledgement. Hey, enjoy your day. I know I will.
