Relax, says Rachel

I love my yearbook editor, Rachel. Here she is:

I couldn't find a photo of her without some friend plastered to her forehead....that's the kind of girl she is. Always has a bevy of babes around her, a kind-of mother hen leading the gaggle of geese....so to speak.

So, I bothered her today via text message with details about the book. She told me to relax and stop thinking about it on a Sunday. HA. That's like stopping breathing on a Sunday. But I had a brilliant idea. She has created a photo of Maytag that's yearbook worthy...so i say we get rid of the extreme sports layout and replace it with a tribute to Maytag...it deserves it after 100 some years in the community. Sorry Jordizzle, but I think we can't get much better than last year's extreme sports layout, and since you haven't even started it, I'm sure it won't be hard to kill. I love journalism terms. Kill. Put it to bed.

I hate bifocals, which I will pick up from the eyeglass place on Wednesday...middle age has struck with a vengeance...plantar fasciitis last week, new purple Ralph Lauren no-line bifocal glasses this week.

It's a love and hate kind of day.