Four weeks from today at around this time, I'll be heading home to Maryland with my sister to recover from heart surgery. I don't really have too much to say about that, but I am thinking about it a lot. You know the scene at the end of "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas" when the Grinch's heart grows 3 full sizes and he's suddenly brimming with love? Yah, in my mind that's what my surgery is going to be like. And that seems pretty awesome.