Other than the midweek horse nonsense… (and if you don’t think that generated some interesting search engine terms, think again. . . You know what I’m sayin, J) …I took a good and proper break from blogging.
I feel great.
Time for some fluffery, eh? The economy’s tanking, I guess. Yup. There’s some really horrifying crap on the telly about a pregnant marine… *shudders*, so I think what we all really need is some glorified fraggly goodness. Some tasty, yummy spring-time extraneous babble.
Good God, I’m turning into such a geek. My daughter, quite against her will is now being dubbed, ‘Little Baby Starbuck’, or, if I’m feeling sassy, ‘Kara-Sierra-Thrace-Face’. She’s handling it with the same equanamity she handled having her curls colored with blue kool-aid as a toddler; with the exact same baffled resignation she accepts mommy-sanctioned war dances (stress relief!) and the occasional ice-cream-for-dinner-cus-I-said-so events that will crop up sometimes when Mr. Right turns out to be Mr. Yeah, Right- or when the oven just kind of looks at me wrong. (I believe most kitchen appliances have the capacity to house week-day demons, don’t you?)
Let’s take a quick peek at some of the things you weebles have been doing to herald the spring.
You have been:
That’s a pretty impressive roster, really. See all you can miss when I take a week off?