Yes, I am, thanks. ;-)
My day started off weird, though. I had to take the bus to work (along with about a hundred other people who never take the bus) because our train got stuck south of Puyallup and couldn't go any further. Some nimrod got hisself run over by a freight train, and it completely mucked up our schedule.
The poor bus driver didn't know what to do with us. She was a frail, little woman in her late sixties or early seventies, but boy was she a spitfire. Very fun ride into Seattle.
LOL!
We've got a couple of those here, and I can tell you for sure that dynamite comes in small packages!
I'm glad you're feeling better. I have to go buy some cider tomorrow...mine is still in storage. Somewhere...