Yeah, you'd think after two Monday holidays (in observance of Christmas and New Year's Day) that I'd be calm and collected about putting out the paper in a short week. Well, I am. Sort of. I never know how many pages I'm going to have until the last minute, and then for some reason those pages seem to suck up all the stuff we've been working on all too quickly. But that's too much work talk. My bloggy minions, I know you come here to escape work, although the trip is all too fleeting.
Here are a few thoughts:
• Yoga is hot. At least to watch.
• Playgrounds are fun.
• I need a vacation.
• My new nickname should be "Home Chicken."
• I saw a dog on TV that I almost wanted. Still grieving for Gypsy, though.
• Sandboxes rock.
• Applying for new jobs is thrilling, despite the long odds of a reply.
• I'd rather be riding my bicycle.
• Pudding is fun, and nutritious.
• I wish it would rain.
• I put the "free" in freelance!
• The Cutlet's feet can smell worse than any feet I've ever smelled.
• Trix are for squids.
• Later.
I disagree with you on the sanboxes thing. Sandboxes can be very scary. Especially when your neighbor's cat, and your neighbor's 3-year-old, take turns peeing in the sand.
It's a traumatic childhood memory of mine.
How eclectic.