Hiatus, Interrupted.

To an outsider, it would appear that I am a person who accomplishes things in a one-step-ahead fashion. To the trained eye, it is evident that I am a person with a running list of priorities that are shifted in the manner of rapid machine gun fire. One thing always outranks another, and lately my little adventures in blogging have been shuffled to the back burner.

Since my last post I have...
Completed a semesters worth of Theater Appreciation (I made an A, whoo hoo).
Been on four semi-intoxicated, highly-successful dates with someone who is neither an axe murderer nor a drain on society.
Broken three cell phones.
Purchased four cell phones.
Figured out how to change a tire.
Attended a baby shower, three birthday parties and several wedding themed events.
Started exercising.
Figured out how to jump start my car, with no help from a man.

and a bunch of other things I can't think of right now....

Nevertheless, I am back. In my usual non-full, probably-more-like-weak force.

Exciting, right?

I thought so.

So, not much new worth going into. It's blazing hot outside and I've taken to wearing those awful jersey material, garbage bag look-a-like dresses that are about the only things that don't make me feel like I'm going to burst into flames the moment I stride onto the frying pan that is my front porch from the ice chest that is my house. A la this. Also, Lilly Pulitzer. Lots of Lilly Pulitzer. My friends hate it....in fact I believe an exact phrase uttered by Macy was "dear GOODNESS, you're blinding me with your floral abomination. WE ARE NOT IN STEPFORD."

Screw Macy.

But seriously, is it heinous? I need some outside input.

At the risk of turning this into a shopping blog, I'm going to stop now. Rest assured, there is an entry in the works involving a box of wine and a box of throwing stars which should entertain EVERYONE.

xx,
me