There's laundry to do, but first, I need to go see mom. And hope she sees me. And not get all weepy if she doesn't. Last week, she never saw me, but saw a couple of her care takers. I guess that's to be expected.
It's 10:36 and I'm writing this from bed. It feels like procrastination. My list of things to get done is long. Will require some very strong magic to make it happen. I don't think I can bring the magic today.
Why am I here? Why am I back on LJ? I've been blogging on blogger because it just seems less constrictive in many ways. And with a tool I have (Windows Live Writer + Plugin), I can "ink" my entries if I like, or embellish them with little doodles, which I very much like.
But I missed you guys.
Recently I've reconnected with a couple of you and it's been incredibly nice (oh, and before I forget, thanks sflore for introducing me to that cheap diner -- went back and spent $4.50 on a COMPLETE breakfast!!! Wow! -- next time I'm getting what you got,! Let me know if/when you wanna go back!).
Life has been busy since I last wrote here -- equal mix of good and stuff I could do without, but that's not the reason I'm back. Really, I just wanted to say "hello