233 I think. Give or take. I'm in Florida at my mother's house. We buried my grandfather yesterday. He was 87 and passed really peacefully on Wednesday. I did get home in time to see him, but he'd already slipped into a coma. My grandmother is handling it well, I think, but she's not well, either.

My father died in November - I was here, then, too, and spent the week before he died with him. He and Granddaddy both died in hospice care. I swear, that is an amazing group of people.

The funeral was beautiful. They gave him military honors, with "Taps" and everything, and then two young Navy seamen folded the flag and presented it to my grandmother...I was sitting right behind her. It was so moving.

I'll be heading home in a day or so and I'll be able to get back on my workout routine then. Diet, too, although I really enjoyed the casseroles from the church ladies. I don't get casseroles in San Diego.

Roxy