There's just too much to do today other than write a blog post . . . read a book, sit outside in the sun, (hope that the wind doesn't blow at gale force speeds), look at the blooms in my garden, watch the birds and the chipmunks and the ground squirrels, and the rabbits, walk the dogs, drink my hot tea, and repeat !
Besides, my youngest has fired up her blog again, and this post is so typical of one of her days.
My ribs are still sore from laughing last night at her experience at the car wash with her two-year old son and the vacumn cleaner.
She has changed the format on the blog, so to continue reading the post, just hover your mouse over the title, click, and the rest of the post magically appears. (Took me several seconds minutes to figure that out.)
Tales of a De-Throned Princess
P.S. Should you want to leave a comment, blogger is being persnickitey, but with some persistence, it will finally let you post.
