25 May 2006

Rainy Memorial Day? What a surprise.

So here we are. Almost Memorial Day weekend, for what it's worth. Last week? Hotter'n hell, well, for this time of year anyway. Now?


We needed rain, yes. But now my damned garden plot is mud again. Thank god I got it mostly worked up while it was medium-damp, so it won't be as hard to work with if it EVER stops raining again.

I hate people who complain about the rain, don't you?

03 May 2006

What, you couldn't write once in a while?

A certain friend of mine who shall remain nameless keeps hounding me about the delinquent status of this blog. And he's right. What's the date of the last post, January something? Despicable.

Truth is, I've gotten sucked into a message board. One of those Yahoo groups. Hush up -- I know, sounds fairly lame. But these women are my soul -sisters, my homies, my peeps. Not that you aren't, oh no no no. It's just -- oh, you wouldn't understand.

There's only so much time one can spend on the computer, writing brilliant quips and such, at work and at home. Oh, just on my breaks at work, don't get me wrong.

Here's another reason: All I can come up with for writing material is bitching, whining, kvetching, and complaining. Do any of you really, honestly wish to read more of that? I didn't think so.

So here you go. Perhaps this will free my inner author and I can bore the hell out of you repeatedly in the future. Cheers!