I'm George Bailey...

...the richest (wo)man in town.

Puzzled? You need to rent "It's a Wonderful Life" immediately. I don't care that it's not Christmas, and that it's probably 99 degrees where you are. Watch it. NOW.

(And yeah, I cry at that part every single time. Harry Bailey's toast, and Clarence's final message to George: "Remember, no man is a failure who has friends.")

Anyway. I am referring to my now-former co-workers (but friends, always) who threw me a great farewell party last night. At one point, I stood there and looked around the room and was just stunned by the number of people who'd turned out and all the amazingly generous and kind things they said.

I mean... WOW. I still can't really absorb it all. And it was yet another reminder of how hard it will be not to see these fine folks every day.

And then Rebecca, Laura, Miss Cheese and I stayed up all night talking. I'm not kidding. We didn't leave Re's until after 5 a.m. What, do I think I'm still 21 or something??

So I'm not hungover from too much liquor, but not enough sleep...!

And tomorrow, the big new adventure begins. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit anxious. I feel a little like the new kid at school. But I mean that in a good way.