My True Identity.

Since Phil's "I Am Spiderman" nonsense, I have been on a grand search for my own true identity. I'm not exactly sure why I feel like I need one, but I think my search is inspired by the way Phil "signs off" on emails during the work day: Love, SPIDERMAN. Catchy, isn't it? His cool wrap-up has made me jealous and I suppose I crave an alter-ego that I can pull out at the end of a message, too.

Well, I think I've found it and I used it for the first time the other day...in an email to Phil:

"Hi Hunny,

I hope your day is going well. I can't wait to go home and have tea with you!

Love,

CINDY LOU WHO"



My claim is just as easy to support as his - with my Kuwait Christmas Tree in the living room, a cup of hot chocolate by my side, and a stack of Christmas Cards on the coffee table in front of me. My blood isn't the rarest, but I betcha it sings and beams with WHO-VILLE CHEER!

Have a GREAT Monday, Sweet Readers,

Love,
CINDY LOU WHO

(yep....that felt good.)