Well, Well, Well
Look who finally decided after a two-month absence to make an appearance on her blog.
And it only took me 346294820 attempts to remember my password.
There is pretty much nothing I can say about my absence that will explain it or forgive it. I've got some shit going on. Like mega, major, life-altering shit. And it has consumed every morsel of my time and energy for the past 8 weeks. I think the shit is going to turn into some awesomeness, but until then, the shit is just going to have to stay secret. But I'd say by spring, early summer this blog will be benefitting from the past couple months of shit. During my 8 weeks of shit, I've taken up meditating or some bastardized version there of and I've found much comfort in cliches. My two current faves are: It Is What It Is (I recently saw this painted on the back of a dumptruck and although I've heard this a million times before, it suddenly made sense and I'm pretty sure God painted it on the back of that dumptruck with his own two holy hands) and Live and Let Live. Deep, huh?
Be patient, I don't want to jinx myself, but once the appropriate amount of time has passed it will all make sense. It is what it is, after all.
And whether I blog or not, I still love the hell out of my hotties. I love ya'll more than I love my Don Miguel empanadas from the freezer section. Well, ya'll are a close second.
And it only took me 346294820 attempts to remember my password.
There is pretty much nothing I can say about my absence that will explain it or forgive it. I've got some shit going on. Like mega, major, life-altering shit. And it has consumed every morsel of my time and energy for the past 8 weeks. I think the shit is going to turn into some awesomeness, but until then, the shit is just going to have to stay secret. But I'd say by spring, early summer this blog will be benefitting from the past couple months of shit. During my 8 weeks of shit, I've taken up meditating or some bastardized version there of and I've found much comfort in cliches. My two current faves are: It Is What It Is (I recently saw this painted on the back of a dumptruck and although I've heard this a million times before, it suddenly made sense and I'm pretty sure God painted it on the back of that dumptruck with his own two holy hands) and Live and Let Live. Deep, huh?
Be patient, I don't want to jinx myself, but once the appropriate amount of time has passed it will all make sense. It is what it is, after all.
And whether I blog or not, I still love the hell out of my hotties. I love ya'll more than I love my Don Miguel empanadas from the freezer section. Well, ya'll are a close second.
@ 9:28 PM
7 Comments:
I am glad you decided to make an appearance. I have missed your vagueness. :) HA!
I'm angry with you for accusing me of censoring your comments on my blog.
Maybe Blogger messed up but I've honestly never not approved someone's comments.
I didn't set up moderated comments to censor people silly. That's not my style.
Thank God you're back, I thought maybe you'd run off with Richard C. Davis.
I guess we'll here from ya again in a couple months...
Well, if you love this hottie, Arcturus, so much, could you update his link on your blog to the current URL?
Oh, yes, did I tell you I had a weird dream involving you. We were in this huge skyscraper far above the ground (!) and I was trying to enter this room with lots of windows. You were in there and I was trying to open the door to see what the heck you looked like. You were standing in the door reluctant to open it, but then you did and you looked in that picture you once posted of you with Greta Garbo disguise of sunglasses and headscarf.
P.S. Is Monk having a bad day?
Yes I was.
Yeah...I was thinking the same thing as builder mama....
good to see you
Happy New Year! :)
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