Things you find when you aren't looking...

Slight update since last entry. Minor addition of one marriage, one house, and one son.  Perhaps I'll start using this as a place to record the antics of the cutest toddler ever...

Buttercup is marry Humperdink in little less than half an hour...

Considering how long it's been, I can barely even sum things up, let alone explain anything. Huge life changes are interesting. We have almost reached the 3-month countdown! On a completely unrelated note, a ladder has just appeared outside of my 3rd-story window. Pardon me, must investigate...

Welcome Back

It was a mango tonic with a kiwi twist.

But Kermit has to be in Fresno by tomorrow!

My company will not allow the sending of muppets. This is unacceptable.

slow news day

Signs you are not posting to your blog as often as you once were -

1) The post at the top of the page is dated exactly one year after the post at the bottom of the page.

But why is the rum gone?

Ahoy! It's Talk Like a Pirate Day! A hearty "Yarrr" to ye all!

Internet Indeed

I just received an email that, according to my account, came from "Your Colon". Personally, I don't have any desire to communicate electronically (or really by any other means) with my colon. I don't want to meet the person who has such a desire. And in addition, how did my colon get email access? I don't recall Comcast offering that as part of their installation package.

on the plus side

I'd have kick-ass arm muscles from lots of kayaking...

Why isn't it meese?

More and more often these days I'm filled with the overwhelming desire to escape to the north country and start a new life selling fudge and wooden animal carvings to tourists. But then I'd have to start wearing those huge fur hats with the ear flaps that look like they're made out of whatever creature was most recently picked off the side of the highway. That wouldn't be a good look for me.

for hire

Hooray for gnomes!

...and chocolate strawberries

...and amusing friends

...and two hard boiled eggs

well how about that

It suddenly occurred to me this morning that I do, in fact, have a blog. It seems that particular realization vacated my brain for several weeks.

I love your Sprite! Where'd you get it?

This morning I was pleased to discover that Starbucks' holiday season cups perfectly matched the shirt I was wearing. Then I was disturbed at the realization that I was pleased by my beverage- turned- accessory. Suddenly I've become Lisa on the murder mystery episode of Saved by the Bell. (Ten points if you can tell me what drink matched her dress.)