I have been among the missing for the last few weeks. I wish I had some fantastic or dramatic story about where I was. Was I saving puppies and kittens from a fire? No. Was I fighting a severe case of cat scratch fever? No. Although saving the kittens from the fire could have led to cat scratch fever. Either way, none of those is true.
I’ve been working. I’ve been taking care of kids. I’ve been juggling kitties (ok, maybe not juggling kitties, although, that too could lead to cat scratch fever). I decided it was time to take a break and visit with you. I know it’s been a while and you have probably forgotten all about me but sometimes it’s just fun to write about something that doesn’t bore the pants off of everyone who will read it.
Since I played hooky from a class this morning, I decided to take the time to visit with you. I am also in the process of getting myself psyched to see The English Beat tonight. I was there, but I don’t understand what we did before the beauty of YouTube. I can now listen to almost any song every written whenever I want. Talk about spoiled! Back in my day, you had to wait for a song to come on the radio. You could try to record it with your tape deck but you would probably have the DJ talking over the beginning of the song (and I walked 10 miles to school, uphill, both ways).
Well, that’s the update from the Small Town. I will try to be more diligent with posting now that I am settled.