of cabbages and kinks
Well, after typing out a perfectly lovely entry, I went and lost it so here was the gist of what I said:
I'm feeling alawt betta. Maybe because I quit my job or maybe because I'm going to ask Melissa if I can stay with her in South Fla while I job hunt down there, or maybe because in the last 3.5 years I have finally got a real vacation.
Sorry work-a-holics out there, but I think I need at least 2 weeks away from work to feel like I wanna go back.
AND these guys are all doing ok:
But Joey isn't. I don't have a picture of him on this laptop. Sorry. All you have to do is imagine Jack Black and Kenau Reeves in a blender, and Whala! you've got Joey.
The milkmaids in my black and white kitchen toile are saying it's time to wake up the girls for breakfast. `lata diary.