I'm having a hard time with my computer.
For the past three days the Internet
has been a total Jackwad!
It won't let me post
and I can't comment.
I had things to say too.
So I am typing and saving,
typing and saving,
typing and saving.
Because I keep getting kicked off and
it will probably take me three days
to write this post.
In a week and a half I will be in California.
I'm going to go to Blog Sugar.
I'm going to be meeting up
with my niece Tammy in Corona
Erika and Genn
I had a dream last night that Kris and I
were sitting in her kitchen eating and
Genn, Erika, and Tammy
were upstairs practicing their tap dancing.
The plaster starting coming off the ceiling
and falling into our soup.
I yelled upstairs,
"You Girls Stop it Right Now!
Don't Make me come up there!!!"
I told a friend of mine
that I was going to California to meet all
my blogging buddies.
She freaked out and told me that you were
all probably murderers and using someone
else's identity and were going to try to
lure me out there to kill me.
Don't do that okay?
I must go now and hit publish
before I get kicked off again.
I'm trying to read all your blogs.
I can't comment on most but I'm here.
And I love you all.
So don't try to kill me.