Today marks my ONE-YEAR Anniversary!!! No, not of my wedding, that's May 4th. Today is exactly one year after the fateful day that I broke my finger playing volleyball. I shall recap for those who haven't heard... We were playing volleyball, at the horrible Colony net. Never play volleyball there. (We hadn't graduated to bigger and better things quite yet.) So I was in the center position at the net, and I jumped up for the ball, at the same time my tall friend Steve! also jumped. And swung. At the ball. And missed (the ball). Instead he cleanly came into contact with....my index finger! Straight down, jamming it down, down, into my palm. Okay, that's a little dramatic. Anyways, I think all I said was ouch. He promptly grabbed my finger and pulled it out, popping it, thinking that would make it feel better. I just thought it was jammed. So I decided to keep playing. You'd think I would have gotten the clue, when I couldn't stand still, had to keep pacing to ...