Would you like some more hot sauce? Hell YES!

I've just heard on the radio that they have now determined (they being a team of expert scientists, I'm sure) that eating 5 whole tomatoes a day greatly decreases your risk of cancer. Now, anyone who knows me knows that I am a professed, and unrecovering, hot sauce-aholic. I can eat it at any time, day or night, rain or shine, even if I've just gorged myself with a 5 course meal and will not be hungry again for 3 days...if there are chips & hot sauce in front of me, I'm going to eat it. (And for those of you call it "salsa", that's what hot sauce is, 'K?) So as you can see, this comes as fantastic news for me, for what else is hot sauce BUT tomatoes? I now consider myself to have carte blanche to continue, possibly even upgrade, my hot sauce addiction. Sometimes my wonderful soon-to-be-husband, Michael, admonishes me about eating hot sauce...especially when I bust it out after we just got home from eating, or when I sit down with it in front of the T.V. at 10:30 p.m. Now with this wonderous news under my belt, I need only reply to him, "You don't want me to get cancer, now do you, Honey?"
Now if they announce that eating chips actually REDUCES your risk of gaining weight, I'm golden. Come ON team-of-expert-scientists, come on.

Where Am I?

I just overheard my boss say something, so appropriate for us all, and I just have to comment on it. Mind you, now, that my boss is 65 years old, approximately 5 years ago left the big, safe firm he had been with for a good 15 years or more to open his own practice, always stays late, arrives early, comes to work sick, and on weekends, and calls the office when he's out, every 30 minutes, even when he's on vacation. The man is due some credit, okay. And I know he didn't realize I could hear him just now, but when he fell down into the chair in his office, he said, to no one in particular, "(sigh) Where am I?" Amen, Mr. ********, amen.