I blame Rick. I was rolling along, only mildly agitated at being cut off from the internet, and then Rick got all “let’s collect the income tax information” and my part of it is stored on my laptop. I thought that I could switch on the computer, get the tax info, and switch it off. Alas, I lack sufficient moral fiber for that maneuver. Before you could say “google it” I was looking up chicken coop plans (more on that later) and checking e-mail, and reading blogs; well, let’s face it, I plugged in.
Speaking of moral fiber, I must have alienated everybody with my last post; not even one brave commenter! I know it had a few bad words, and I hereby apologize to all of you who have gotten into the habit of reading the little ones to sleep with my blog. Just chuck those little tykes under the chin and tell them Auntie Kathi is sorry that they had to hear about Barbie from her.
That Barbie! She is becoming quite the blog diva. She wanted me to show off this photo of her with her new boyfriend. Personally, I think she may be barking up the wrong tree. This PeeWee fellow seems nice enough, but I think there may be more here than meets the eye.
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Wow Barbie! Is there just no low that you won’t stoop to?
I wasn’t offended by your last post, I thought it was really funny. I had the plates taped to my hands and couldn’t type. I was having a moment of weakness.
You had plates taped to your hands? Wha wha whaaaaaat? (I’d better go read your blog and catch up!)
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