Crap. Every time I figure I’m ready to pull the plug some jackass comes along and sticks another quarter in the slot.
El esposo tells me how proud he was of me at the honors ceremony, and that he hadn’t realized how much it meant (I guess I still don’t). Then in a rare talkative mood, “You just have a way of writing that appeals to a lot of different people and they want to keep on reading. Except you shouldn’t give directions because you have no sense of direction at all. So when you do, you make people want to follow them and they end up getting lost.”
Sweet man. Anyway, it got me back on the computer.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
I’m chuckling at the sidebar text “I am too visiting your site ~ I am going via Bloglines”.
I’m using that as my excuse for not having visited before – I haven’t seen your name in the stats ;-))
*wanders off wondering how she can fit another one on the blogroll…”