Race for the Cure thank You ... and "Coming out Grandma"

Well I am up and getting ready for today's 5K. We have a woman-like change of plans. By now in my life I know: Women's lives are so - flexible. I'll be there with my granddaughters - a two year old and a two month old. This will be their first race. The 2 yr old loves running, the other one drinks alot. Luckily it's milk (not cow's). I've just about put aside thoughts of Burundi, Rwanda, Bosnia ... We'll see how the morning develops. Weather's good. I want to thank everyone who is supporting me by making donations. Detailed thank-yous later. "Italia" called this morning, in that "sarcastic" bemused voice, to let me know the town's rooting for me. And all of us are rooting for women and men all over the world dealing with breast cancer and other illness. Was it Susan Komen Foundation that notes in the US alone, about 1600 men a year discover they have breast cancer? Men have mammaries too. The rest of that is also a blog for another day.