I Promised Myself...
That I'd blog like immediately, but then I saw how craptastic my hits were, so like I decided to wait until the Dear Internets realized I was still alive, but LO! The Dear Internets could really care less.
Anyway.
Safari (my browser) is a total pain in the ass. It won't let me upload pics to Typepad, so I have to use Firefox, which is tres sucky. I have elenventy million pics to show y'all, BUT the task is so daunting. GAH.
Uhm, so what else?
I could complain about how we got home from our trip and all got the stomach flu, but that is so grody. I could whine about how we still don't have our insurance moola from all the stuff that was stolen from the Yukon. But that's just depressing. I could talk about the State of My Hair which is in dire need of some serious Hairapy, but then I'd have to go into seclusion because PEOPLE it's reached level nine.
So instead I've made a total non-post post, but HEY! I did blog and I'm looking at you, and you, and you hiding behind the ficus and y'all didn't.
And now I need to go make some Caribbean-Teriyaki-Blackened-Roasted-Fried Chicken and feed my family. And maybe do some laundry. My life is so hot.
*Photo montage coming tomorrow. Prepare your eyeballs.






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