Target is closed on Easter..

Hello, everyone.

If my technophobe of a best friend can write down a url and visit a blog, I can prop up my little legs and give her some semblance of an update.

See, I have grandiose visions of what this is to be. I mean, having family in town this weekend was a nice remedy from the daily grind. (Although I'm not really sure if my existence could accurately be described as a grind).

I digress. Thoughts of pastel eggs and specially packaged candy danced in my head. There would be limitless content for said blog. I have a ring. I have a fiance. And I have family. In one room. AND there's a religious holiday thrown into the mix.

We could've been those uber-cool people to upload shots of multiple generations Wii-ing. You could've seen that Granny cleaned Rachel's little head with something may have been 409.

But, it was not to be. After operating at full health for a complete month, yesterday was the day my nose was a faucet and snot acted the part of water. It was dir. And Dayquil was necessary.

So, you were failed once again.

The best I can offer is a recap of three hours of "Party of Five" episodes from '94. (Which is pretty sweet, by the way. And any bridesmaid who may want to sport the Topsytail has my blessing).


Seriously, though. Is there anything better in this world than On Demand? I may say hurtful things about you, Comcast. But you never fail to entertain me in new and exciting ways.

Austin is currently reading a book with the word "dragon" in the title. Red flag?

Your thoughts are appreciated.

Mad love.

K