Forgive me for I have sinned. It has been almost ten days since my last blog post. As my penance for this sinful action , I will recite Dr. Suess's "If I Ran the Circus" twice in a row and I will drink two, no make it three, Bloody Mary's down real fast - right before hand to make it extra tongue-twister-y. MMMmmmkay?
The reason for the lack of post-age is not for lack of fodder (oh , there has been quite a bit)...it's not because I haven't logged on to Blogger or email or Faceboook (I have been reading my roll and commenting some )...it's not because I don't want to (cuz really I do)...It's just that my mind has checked out. I've packed my wit and snark away with the colored pencils and glue sticks and thin-lined Sharpies and awards and certificates and art projects and permission slips and emergency comfort letters and PTA budgets and school plays and 'oh mom- it's your turn to bring brownie bites to the field day told to me the morning of the field day for the entire 4th grade' and all that crap that goes with it.
School's out for summer. Crap.**
**I swear as soon as I can find my wit and snark (I usually don't leave home without them) -I'll be back...Bigger and Badder than ever.
***which shouldn't be too long since I have a whole notebook of stuff just ready to roll.
****I promised a rather risque post and contest and if I don't act quickly, they'll think I don't want it and give it away to someone hornier than you guys ...and lord knows there is nobody hornier than a bunch of bloggers who's kids are on summer vacation and we really need something to "do with all of your free time" (which in and of itself has to be the most annoying question that anyone could ever ask a person who suddenly has some free time and by that I mean that she doesn't have to drive in circles anymore from one school to another or from one after school activity to another who has put like eleventybillion miles on her car in less that a year only driving a 6 mile radius over and over and over again and swears if she had a dollar for every person who asked her what she was going to do with all of her 'free time' she could afford to hire a chauffeur and limo to do the aforementioned schlepping.
*****I just wanted to see if you were still with me and just how many asterisks (aster..i?) she could put after one silly postscript.