To blog, that is. It used to be the highlight of my dreary days. Now my life is so relaxed (except for the boy situation) that I don't look at it in the same way. Don't get me wrong, I still enjoy it immensely. You are all hilarious and quite enjoyable to read. But I just don't have anything to say that I don't say to you everyday.
I had a tragedy with the 7's thing. Meaning I totally wrote the whole thing in all it's glory and my internet stopped working when I tried to publish it. Lost forever. It nearly broke my heart, and Debbie's, when I told her what happened. I hope you can all forgive me for not completing that important task, but every time I think about doing it again I get really discouraged and think, "but it could never be as good as the one I wrote before." I'm sincerely sorry for my long absence and hope this will cheer you up and make you at least tolerate me again.
Okay, just kidding. That is quite frightening and you're allowed to hate me for making you view it. But now look at this:
See? Don't you feel better. I sure do. What a delight.