Girls were picked up by grandmother-in-law (i keep having to find weird new terms for people post divorce, must think of some nicknames this weekend) for a visit with dad. Notice I refuse to capitalize dad.
For five hours now I have been sitting here in front of this darn blog. First I updated the theme again (I know, I know I’m confusing the heck out of all of you. I am also the person who rearranges her furniture at least twice a year) because what I really want is a redesign but for now this will have to do.
I wanted to update my links too because they are out of control. It seems every week I keep finding more and more of you that I am connecting with and now I’m losing some people in the mix. I haven’t decided yet what I’m going to do with my links but bear with me while I sort out. So far I’m to the L’s and that’s not counting the ones I’ve bookmarked that haven’t made it to the blogroll.
And in whatever seems to be weird cyberconnections. I went to a blog on my blogroll, found a post with a link to a craft idea, followed that to that person’s Flickr, went to add them as a contact and found another blog friend there as well. Seems we run in the same cyber circles.
Since blogging seems to have become a priority, I’m organizing so I have more time and space to visit.
Because just a quick twirl around cyberspace and you find out, hey guess what, right now chickens and strawberry jam are HOT and crazy ideas like keeping 28 vintage style handkerchiefs in the bathrooms to avoid tissue waste AND the fact that your kids love them can seem quite normal.