I’ve returned to the blog! Wooot! Oh, how worried you must have been my wonderful, adoring fans.

*cough*

But I swear it wasn’t intentional. Ya see… my MIL was in town and I had “Entertainment” written in bright red ink across my forehead. What’s a gal to do???

Anyway, she left yesterday evening and I’m back in the blog saddle to spew more of my Paisley-isms your way.

Do you know I actually had someone hit my page after searching the internet for “eeeeeeeee“. Yes, you heard me correctly. Eeeeeeeee. That’s 1 e, followed my 8 of the same. Weird, huh? I love to see what key words land people here. There’s also: my hot actress dimple. No idea how they landed on my blog with that.

I’ve been working extra - which kinda sucks (til I get the check). But it wears me out. Ugh. Work is definitely one of the worst 4-letter words.

I totally cut my finger the other night — making spaghetti of all things. I was actually chopping garlic - but could only find a filet knife (ok, I only looked in one drawer and that’s what I came out with). But regardless, I was chopping quite nicely when all of a sudden… Seeee-lice! That was the tip of my middle finger on my left hand. OWWWIEEEEEE! That sucked. Now it’s hard to type. You never realize how much you use that middle finger (for non-insulting gestures, I mean). And my Band-Aid keeps falling off. *Cry*.

So with that whine-fest, I’ll sign off. Just checking in.

In the town where I was born
lived a man who sailed to sea.
And he told us of his life
in the land of submarines.
So we sailed up to the sun
til we found the sea of PAISLEY.
And we lived beneath the waves
in our yellow submarine.

Welcome back, sweetie! I guess that means I have to update my blog, too, huh? Oh, btw, go thru your posts and see how often you use eeeeeeee. Besides your mention of the Internet search, you used 4 e’s in Seeee-lice and 6 e’s in Owwwieeeeee! The actress dimple is still a mystery, but maybe Hunter knows more about that than I do…

Smooch!
me

Dang! I am so glad you did not fall off the ends of the earth. I was worried! I kept lookin’ at my screen and talking to it. “Where are you?” Oooooh. How do you know what gets someone to your blog? That’s interesting.

For mine, I’m sure it’s martini. Darling, everyone who walks in wants a drink! Happy to know you’re baaaaaaacccccccckkkkkkkk. (let ‘em come for that, eh?)
xoxox

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