I have written 50 posts here now including this one. Want to know how many I actually remember? Oh… one. The rest is for the most part a very poorly written diary while I try to keep my eyes open at the end of very long days. (with some time off for good behaviour)
I have the domain name and a laptop – and most importantly: an audience. Well…all 23 of you.
I guess you could call me a writer. You would be the reader.
Hard to believe it’s 50 posts already. She’ll be off to college before we know it.
A few of my favorites:
Need. More. Hugs. Patience too.
A story about a spelling lesson. Also, singing.
A story about rocks. And boogers.
It’s Friday Night. What Could Go Wrong?
Google states this procedure is relatively painless. I disagree.
A story about getting hammered in November
That Time I Went to Argentina and Lost My Mind and Almost Ended Up Staying There
I could think of worse places to be stranded.
this new haircut of hers looks great!
The First Day of School is Like No Other.
I forgot how funny/silly some of these are.
I guess that’s why I am doing this – to remember the good stuff. Nobody wants to remember the bad stuff. We only do fun here.
Until next time..
TH and Co
PS> Today we went to our park because it looks like today will be the last day of summery weather so we decided to make the most of it.