I am not at Blogher.
It feels lonely here in the blogiverse.
You can hear the crickets.
I really wish I were in Chicago, but then again, it'll be more fun some other time when I can drink, I suppose.
Ummmmmm. Simon is fixing his truck. Boy is reading Harry Potter, when he's not getting into trouble and being grounded from it. Peanut is being terribly cute and singing nonsense songs. I'm being terribly and inexplicably totally and unbelievably tired.
Yeah.
So.
My Aunt sent me two Moo Moos. Hawaiian print and everything. Anyone know what to do to a moo moo to make it wearable in public?
Yeah, me neither,
ephelba
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