I never thought I'd see the day.
And a happy day it is, to be sure!
I feel like it's Thanksgiving and I just got invited to sit at the grownup's table.
For those of you who showed up early, please excuse the morning breath & ratty hair. Oh, and please pretend you don't see the big hole in the seat of my pjs. They're comfy.
Now if you'll just scooch over a bit so I can get to my coffeepot...otherwise I can't be held accountable for my actions. Mugs are in the cabinet above the sink, if you'd like to join me.
"Spreading the love, one blog at a time."
TO ALL OF MICHELE'S FRIENDS: Welcome! Pay no attention to the piles of paper scattered about; as I've no computer at present, I'm forced to do things the old fashioned way and actually write my thoughts down. Yes, with actual pens and paper. It's like the bloody Dark Ages in here.
No matter, I'm glad to have you. Tea and scones will be served at tea-time. Not to be confused with Tee-time, Tiger.
I certainly hope you enjoy your stay, & do stick around long enough for cocktail hour.
Oh, and comments here are not only always welcome, but also strongly encouraged. What would life be without another POV?
TO MICHELE: Thank you so very much for the inclusion into this wonderful club. Did you ever know that you're my hero?
**note to self~~do NOT put off the thank-you notes like you usually do, slacker.