Hello all. I'm not quite sure why I haven't been updating this space. God knows I have time. But between maladies and self-depreciation, it never happens. However, I was inspired by my friend Dolly. Maybe one day while Austin's in class, I'll go adopt a kitty and name her Dolly.
Domestic violence would ensue.
Speaking of which, I burned my arm taking chicken out of the oven. Austin refers to me as "the help" since we are not married. Today, I have been bad. The trash is still piled up because it rained. And the laundry has not yet washed itself.
I think I'm protesting because a jaunt to the effing post office took an hour. Seriously. An hour. And then it started raining. And my eye is doing something strange. And after reading Dooce, I'm scared about insurance again.
In order to be a good blogger, one probably should plan what is written. I guess I can chalk it up as my latest failure. At least I'm learning to embrace mediocrity.
Farewell. Things really aren't so bad. I'll give you the scoop later.
