And the Secret IS. . .

Burning question: What is this?

a. The latest incarnation of Lani's pink pajamas.
b. Another self portrait of one of my children.
c. A pedicure courtesy of mama panda.
d. Amanda's most recent fashion design.
e. All of the above.

(This is a trick to get you to read the deep dark secret superhighway of my blog.)

The answer to this burning question can be found at the end of this secret. And the secret is. . .I'm scared of surgery. I don't wanna go. It sounds really creepy. They're going to cut my throat. What if the surgeons have an off day? What if the anesthesia doesn't work right? Come to think about it, what kind of anesthesia are they using? I hated that epidural thingie for Amanda's c-section. Can't I just go to work on Tuesday, instead?

What: removal of Terri's thyroid and lymph nodes and their respective cancer and cancer-wanna-maybes
When: Tuesday, May 8, noon
Where: United Hospital, downtown St. Paul
Why: forget this question, it's futile
Who: the people with me include my husband, my parents, my paramedic extraordinaire brother, my best friend, and Pastor Sue with communion; and many of you said you would/are praying for me; thanks ~ not a bad line up

I always knew I wanted to be a reporter. There's the first paragraph of the story. Now, to answer the burning question. Aren't you glad you read this? Here's the answer. . .ready. . .it's e. All of the Above. All I can say is, when Amanda is a the new Vera Wang, we really gotta find a way to thank Lani for all the inspiration her PJ's gave.

With love, T

P.S. I would like to thank the Dixie Chicks for saving me and Amanda from the Grease Soundtrack. "I'm not gonna follow, no I'm not gonna follow. . ." is sooooooooo much better than being hopelessly devoted to Danny Zuko. Thank you, Natalie Maines, thank you.