Hey, everyone, there's a party over in Shelle's comment box. It's actually a surprise party. For me. So shhhhhh . . . don't tell me. Just go over there and crouch down and wait for me to show up and when I finally do show up, jump out and yell . . .
(I can't wait. I love surprises.)
I'll probably be a little late because I'm uber busy (as my daughter would say.) (No, actually she would say I'm busy as pooh!)
In fact I have no idea what I'm going to post about tonight because I'm so uber busy as pooh! (eww, I hate that word. But it's not as bad with that "h" on the end.)
I do have good news. I finished grading all my research papers. Plus I made eight slide shows, 56 choclate chip cookies and a taco salad to die for. (So done with Turkey.)
This is why I'm in such an uber chatty mood tonight.
And yet I can't think of an single thing to say. Brain freeze.
Hmmmmm . . .
Uber awkward pause!
I think tomorrow I will go into town and suck the marrow out of Jamba Juice because I'm still feeling that sense of urgency to take a bite out of life.
Do you ever get that urgency where you suddenly feel all cooped up and bogged down?
Just trying to make conversation.
But have you noticed I never used to want to suck the marrow out of cookie dough or take a bite out of life before I saw Twilight?
Do you think I'm bored and lonely and craving excitement?
I'm probably just trying to drive Sandi and Kristina P. crazy because they scoff at smokin' hot vampires and I already tried the Barry Manilow torture chamber and the Andy Williams sing-a-long.
I know! I'll just wish you guys a Mele Kalikimaka and call it a night.
Mele Kalikimaka everyone! From the land where palm trees sway.
And don't believe anything Shelle says about me. Or Funny Farmer. Or Swirl. They all just want the quilt that Kritta22 made for me, which I won FAIR and SQUARE!
P.S. Go check out Pat's awesome new Hamster Wheel! I can't stop looking at her.
Oh, and you have to check out my sister site today. I posted a beautiful letter written by my uber darling daughter.
Oh, and everyone needs to go give Melanie at Write Stuff a hug. She's feeling blog lonely.
btw, ffr, jic, iteo, if anyone else needs a hug just let me know because I'm feeling uber huggable.
ha! Gotcha Shelle . . . hee hee. It's not really me. I'm in bed snoozing. This was written by my creative writing class. I gave them an assignment to follow up on my followers.