My first post back and the server goes kaput. Imagine being the person I am (neurotic and anal) and seeing a mistake on your previous entry without being able to fix it.
More importantly, imagine being this person (self-obsessed dork) coming back after a big gulp, sigh and giant leap and no one being able to welcome her back to the internet.
- not that I'm asking you to welcome me back.... it's just that although the server was not trying to "make it personal", both it and the human server of that writ of summons can kiss my warm, baby soft ass.
I know that some of you would appreciate a bit of a story. However, I still can't discuss it. It's not that I'm scarred and recounting the tale will reduce me to a puddle of mush, it's just that I can't give any details at this point. I can tell you this; it has nothing to do with my job, my freedom of speech or the name of my blog. In reality (remember that?), this issue has come waaaay out of left field. Seriously, nothing you would ever expect - at least, nothing I ever expected.
Incidentally, Franklin wants to be an excavator for Hallowe'en this year.
We have no idea but we're thinking it will involve cardboard and duct tape.
Suggestions?
So glad you are back. I'm too busy to write in my own blog, I NEED you to at least write something I can READ over a quick coffee!
Welcome back Ada!
Hi Ada,
Welcome back!! I'm glad to hear you're back in the world of the bloggers. Sorry I didn't comment when you first stopped blogging. It's been kind of busy here and I've had no time to comment. Sorry.
Hope all the troubles are settling and things are working out.
There is nothing that can't be fashioned with duct tape and/or baling twine, and cardboard. Go nuts!
I too am very glad you're back and I'm looking forward to when you can share more about what's going on and I'm glad that your absence was so short. I really missed hearing how things were going for you and your little family.
So that's an excavator, huh? We always call it a biiiig truck (to differentiate it from the regular trucks and the regular big trucks. Or sometimes I just call it a tractor. Luckily, Rain probably couldn't pronounce excavator anyway.
I too am very glad you're back and I'm looking forward to when you can share more about what's going on and I'm glad that your absence was so short. I really missed hearing how things were going for you and your little family.
So that's an excavator, huh? We always call it a biiiig truck (to differentiate it from the regular trucks and the regular big trucks. Or sometimes I just call it a tractor. Luckily, Rain probably couldn't pronounce excavator anyway.
It would be fun if Franklin could scoop candy with his excavator. I imagine it might involve either K'nex pieces or one of those old fashion erector sets for the "joints", some cardboard for the "beams" and "scoop", and of course duct tape to strap it on.
I'm glad you are back.
Hey, good to read you... maybe he can wear something blue... to be like the excavator in the picture...maybe even with some yellow... his raincoat or something...
keep up the good mood anyway : ))
Hi Ada...the comment way up about not writing in my own blog so needed yours during my morning coffee was from me! Again, so glad you're back!
I say rent him one just like that one and get him a hardhat. Let him drive it door to door and use the bucket to knock on them.
Best. Halloween. Ever.
Kyle, if I was worried about him getting so excited he could pee his pants before, THAT would make me break out the diapers again.
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so glad you're back!