Bit of a writer's block tonight. Lots in my head but nothing I want to pimp out for the entire world (because I KNOW that the entire world reads my blog. I mean, why wouldn't they?).
Today was a good, normal, decent day. Nothing drastically high or low besides a few moments of all-out bawling in the shower contrasting with absolute peace and happiness as I read "Ramona's World" to the kids before bed... You know. Just another day in my Midwestern, broke-ass, homeschooling life. I'm settling for a leftover beer from Corinne's birthday party (she's such a lush) as the wine didn't make this far. Facebook is calling me with its mind-numbing games and Thrilling! Updates! so I may just mark all as read tonight and cross that off my list of "things to do."
Then again, I may not. A woman of mystery! An enigma! That is I, my friends. (waggly eyebrows)
I have a giveaway running for a $25 gift card to Bonefish Grill restaurant. Check it out.
*Enigma. Doesn't that sound like a dirty word? Or something to visit the dermatologist about?
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Your in about the same mood I'm in-I need to come up with a post for tomorrow and I'm comin up dry!
P.s. Those FB games are addicting, aren't they!?
What do you get when you cross eczema, enema, and igloo?
My blogging has seriously suffered thanks to my bejeweled addiction. It's really bad.
And dude, you are totally an enigma. In the good way, not the questionable rash way.
Enigma sounds like a pigmentation condition, actually. Like, I have this giant purple spot on my head from my enigma.
Definitely sounds like a skin condition - or an upper respiratory infection.
Savor the beer...
Enigma reminds me of enima. Ick.
My blogging has so suffered at the hands of Farmville.
Enigma? You mean that's NOT the thing you drink Barium for?
Maybe you should have said "mystery"....because everyone is really going to think you're just hiding the fact that you do, truly, need an enema...or something.
:)
Yes, yes it does. Wait, but then you aren't one!
You still have your sense of humour, that's something :)
Your life sounds a good bit more exciting than mine! No leftover beers from parties here in the deep south, just lots and lots of clutter! I fixed the post with the pictures, by the way. Thanks for letting me know. (shakes fist and curses, "Blogger!")
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