I promised y'all and the entire world of the internet that I would post about "Weegie's Big Kayaking Adventure" today, and darn if I can't get any of the pictures to load on the blog.
But you should not despair. No, please don't. I will keep working on it. And although your day probably won't be complete without the story, I feel sure we'll all make it through.
The sad thing is though, I really don't have anything much else to say. I was hanging my hat, so to speak, on the whole kayaking thing. Putting all my eggs in that basket, if you will.
So let me think.
Well, I suppose I could confess that this morning I decided I didn't want my regular Fage' Greek yogurt so I fired up the stove and made a full batch of Sour Lemon Scones and ate two of them filled with lemon curd and topped with a dollop of raspberry preserves. And I know you didn't need to know that and probably want to forget now that you DO know that, and I'm sorry.
And I apologize for using the word dollop. I always get irritated when Martha Stewart says it.
And the only other thing I can think of is that we got our SECOND new mattress to replace the first new mattress and this one (collective sigh) is perfect. Although last night I did dream continuously that I had tiny creatures crawling out of a cut in my left forearm which may or may not be related to the nasty spider bite that I got at the farm this weekend. But it's on my right arm. So I suppose it's completely random and unrelated.
Probably most people dream a lot about insect-type things crawling out of their arms.
Oh, and the second only other thing I can think of is that I've been contemplating writing a "gripe-y" type post about how people treat the folks that work in Drive-Thru windows but I do not want to offend anyone or get all "soapbox-y" and everything, so maybe I'll put that off.
So OK. Now that you have completely wasted a good three minutes of your day, please know that I Love Ya!