Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid.
Hello! Nice to see you. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? You’re looking good – your hair’s shorter. No, I like it. It looks great, I can’t get my hair to flip up like that. So… how have you been?
Since it has been almost a full calendar year since I’ve last posted, I thought a few niceties were in order. As any good friends who haven’t seen each other in a while will attest, it takes a little warming up to get back into the groove of intimate conversation. And I want to get back into the groove. If there’s one thing we could all use a little more of, it’s groove.
So, here it is, the first day of November, 2009. And a friend on Twitter reminded me that NaBloPoMo starts today. So, I though, why not give it a try. Try again to establish some regular blogging. Get some of these many crazy thoughts out of my head and onto unsuspecting blog surfers who type in search terms like “flip up hair”. Aren’t they in for a surprise?
Luckily, they can just move right on. This blog will not interest them, since I can’t get my hair to flip out in a cute way.
So, let’s resume reestablishing our connection, and we’ll work on that intimacy thing as the month progresses. Let’s go easy, shall we?
So, yes, the kids are getting so big! Max is seven now! I know, I can hardly believe it myself. Mario is less popular now, we’re onto Star Wars and Indiana Jones. All LEGOs all the time, right?
Yep, that’s right, Emma is three. No, she still doesn’t love having her hair washed. Or brushed. Or put up. Or having pieces of food taken out of it. Yes, she is a bit of a Wild Thing.
Ha! Of course I’m still married! A bit of a cheeky flirt, aren’t you? Hubby is doing great – yes, he still has his iPhone permanently attached to his palm. Oh, you heard about that? I know, not many people pull muscles in their hands from excessive iPhone use. And the huge bruise on his stomach from walking into that pole while tweeting. We had a good laugh about that, once he stopped crying.Me? I’m great. Thanks for asking. Still typing two spaces after periods more often that not, that’s a hard habit to break. Still hanging out in this cave in the woods. Still having fun and feeling joy.Yeah, I have to go too. Let’s do this again. Soon. We won’t let it go so long this time, I promise. See you later, and take care!