Ho, hum. Doopidy, doopidy doo.
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Sorry, folks, that's all I got. My brain has turned to mush, what with the occupation of neighborhood picnic planning, house cleaning, children raising, political junk, trying to write a...well...anything at this point, continuous lack of a "real" calling, missing my friends, being without Brandon all week (who finally came home last night), having to miss the BYU/UCLA game tomorrow, and desperately needing a shower (is it noon already!?) inside this brain of mine.
I haven't had such writer's block carnage in such a long time! I swear, it's been...what? A couple of months? At least!
Okay, well, have a good weekend, dear reader. I hope next week I will have good news to report. Of some variety. Of any variety, actually. In fact, just the fact that the neighborhood picnic will be over will be the best news, ever!
What are you doing this weekend? Do any of you still have writer's block? Do any of you wish you could come and plan this picnic for me? No? Ah, well...