Hello, dear friends! I’ve missed you so! Thanks very much especially to Hope who sent me a note yesterday wanting to make sure I was okay.

It’s been an incredibly rocky couple of weeks for me. I’ve been sick, my entire family has been sick, and priorities switched to things like keeping us all clean and fed. Nothing like a fever of 103 to make you readjust your “to do” list. I’m afraid 3 blogs was just too much for me for the last two weeks!

While sick I was sometimes at the computer, but find it difficult to be funny. Wait… scratch that. Word on the street is that I was incredibly funny. One night, apparantly, I was communicating psychicly with my cat. I gave a rousing speech on the color purple (the actual color.. not the film) and at least one or two of my friends seem to not be speaking to me anymore, although I’ve not been able to suss out why just yet. I’m sure I did something horrid.

I hesitated to post about my absence, not wanting my most recent post to be an “I’m not here” post, and instead let you mull about Suspicions for a while. Looks like you guys had fun without me!

So… I have some catching up to do, visiting and commenting those who’ve been here while I was gone, and trying to reawaken my bitchy side.

Meanwhile, I leave you with this thought….

Often in life, we don’t get what we expect.

But seriously… at what other place would we accept such a shabby version of what was advertised? If you went into a Jaguar dealership and picked out a shiny new X-type, and then when it was delivered, it had rust, dents, and scratches, would you take it anyway?

Why do we take it without complaint? Because of the price tag? McDonalds (although just about every fast food joint is guilty of the exact same thing) is eroding our self-respect one mushed-up, overcooked, lamp-heated, spat-in, 99 cent burger at a time.

And sadly, we call it “childrens food”. We must really really hate our kids.

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