Breakups are hard. The loss of sleep…Tears…The loss of appetite….More tears. Absolutely dreadful. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.

That being said, isn’t this fantastic news?!

Excuse me while I twirl around singing “The Hills Are Alive with the Sound of Romo….”

Now, our highly paid, dimpled one can spend ALL of his free time working out, studying and strategizing, getting acupuncture on his pinky, breaking golf clubs over his knee (not too hard now!), ignoring that tape recorder under his bed that utters “Superbowl” over and over again in a soft whisper (Thanks, Garrett. Check’s in the mail).

Of course, it’s been reported that Romo was out and about recently with 14 close friends, Grey Goose and several female hangers on. I toss this up to your standard post-breakup partying. It won’t last long. There is business to be done. The first preseason game is in exactly one month (August 13th at Oakland).

The Hills are alive…. I can’t type. I’m twirling.

Romo and Simpson - how very cute....and, yet, not so