There’s something I really like about puddles.

For one, it takes me back to happy childhood memories … you know, like splashing around, coming home with soaked shoes, getting yelled at … and then doing it all over again.

I don’t shy away from rain or puddles. In fact, B and I have had a couple awesome walks in the rain.

So for me to not only be able to walk through water, but also see an “L” and a heart waiting for me — on the same piece of paper … well, damn Gina.

Don’t ask me where, “Damn, Gina” comes from. It’s a phrase I’ve been using for quite a few years now.

The People continue to speak … and out of curiousity … I want to know …

What are your people saying to you, anyway? Don’t hold out on me, do tell.