Dear Blog Readers,

This could be my last blog for a while because I’m an idiot.

I was supposed to report for jury duty today and FORGOT!

Yes. I forgot.

If they cart me away in cuffs, I’ll do my best to write…but I don’t know how often they’ll give me a break from the chain gang to check in.

God. I may have to wear an orange jumpsuit! I look horrible in Post-It Note orange! And nobody looks good in a jumpsuit.

Actually, it’s not as serious as all that–though I’ll admit to being more than a little concerned when the call came in…

All I had to do was complete an affadavit stating why I failed to appear.

I thought about writing a lengthy explanation…then finally decided on these two words.

I forgot.

Dear Blog Readers,

This could be my last blog for a while because I’m an idiot.

I was supposed to report for jury duty today and FORGOT!

Yes. I forgot.

If they cart me away in cuffs, I’ll do my best to write…but I don’t know how often they’ll give me a break from the chain gang to check in.

God. I may have to wear an orange jumpsuit! I look horrible in Post-It Note orange! And nobody looks good in a jumpsuit.

Actually, it’s not as serious as all that–though I’ll admit to being more than a little concerned when the call came in…

All I had to do was complete an affadavit stating why I failed to appear.

I thought about writing a lengthy explanation…then finally decided on these two words.

I forgot.

Really?

An excerpt from the article:

At a news conference at an Italian restaurant, Tyson said he would likely go just four rounds and that future stops on the tour might include bouts with women, possibly professional boxer Ann Wolfe.

Wolfe, from Waco, Texas, is 21-1 with 15 knockouts.

“She’s such a prominent, dominant woman in the boxing field,” Tyson said.

When asked if he was joking about fighting women, Tyson said, “I’m very serious.”

How desperate is he?

Really?

An excerpt from the article:

At a news conference at an Italian restaurant, Tyson said he would likely go just four rounds and that future stops on the tour might include bouts with women, possibly professional boxer Ann Wolfe.

Wolfe, from Waco, Texas, is 21-1 with 15 knockouts.

“She’s such a prominent, dominant woman in the boxing field,” Tyson said.

When asked if he was joking about fighting women, Tyson said, “I’m very serious.”

How desperate is he?

I have just the answer for you…

The Cleaning Hunk

After you watch him clean for you, check out the new enhanced cleaning hunk selection

I have a dirty house.

Very dirty.

Maybe even filthy. I’ll take two.

Wonder if I could get Fishdog to rub on some self-tanner and clean in a cowboy hat for me…

I have just the answer for you…

The Cleaning Hunk

After you watch him clean for you, check out the new enhanced cleaning hunk selection

I have a dirty house.

Very dirty.

Maybe even filthy. I’ll take two.

Wonder if I could get Fishdog to rub on some self-tanner and clean in a cowboy hat for me…

That’s right…I woke up this morning with good intentions.

I did.

I had every intention of being eloquent and entertaining on my blog this morning. I wasn’t really sure what I would write about, but I knew, without a doubt, that I would be fabulous.

Now the time has come and nothing fabulous is flowing yet. Hmmmm.

waiting.

waiting.

waiting.

Seriously? Where has all my fabulousness gone?

This was a fairly productive weekend. I didn’t progress as much as I had hoped with my writing, but any forward motion is a good thing. Fishdog worked a lot this weekend…since Grant and his family will be here Thursday, Fishy is trying to take Friday off with us. But, he’ll be leaving for Chicago for a conference on Saturday, so he may not be able to swing the day away from the office. Fingers crossed he can.

The swelling in my knee has finally gone down, so I walked yesterday for the first time in a week. Guess I won’t be running on pavement for a while. 😦

So, how was everyone’s weekend? Did you notice that idiot Fred Head is still getting all sorts of press outside the Romance world now? Fishdog planted his tongue firmly in his cheek and made a great observation in the comments section of my post the other day:

if you folks would simply say “they lay with each other” like in the bible, none of this finger-pointing would happen.

you know it’s all your (collective) fault!

That’s right…I woke up this morning with good intentions.

I did.

I had every intention of being eloquent and entertaining on my blog this morning. I wasn’t really sure what I would write about, but I knew, without a doubt, that I would be fabulous.

Now the time has come and nothing fabulous is flowing yet. Hmmmm.

waiting.

waiting.

waiting.

Seriously? Where has all my fabulousness gone?

This was a fairly productive weekend. I didn’t progress as much as I had hoped with my writing, but any forward motion is a good thing. Fishdog worked a lot this weekend…since Grant and his family will be here Thursday, Fishy is trying to take Friday off with us. But, he’ll be leaving for Chicago for a conference on Saturday, so he may not be able to swing the day away from the office. Fingers crossed he can.

The swelling in my knee has finally gone down, so I walked yesterday for the first time in a week. Guess I won’t be running on pavement for a while. 😦

So, how was everyone’s weekend? Did you notice that idiot Fred Head is still getting all sorts of press outside the Romance world now? Fishdog planted his tongue firmly in his cheek and made a great observation in the comments section of my post the other day:

if you folks would simply say “they lay with each other” like in the bible, none of this finger-pointing would happen.

you know it’s all your (collective) fault!

I can’t stop myself from reading the Post Secret blog every Sunday. Today, I spent an hour reading the archives.

I wonder, would we all feel better if we wrote our secrets down and mailed them off? Would it lift that burden we’ve been carrying? Even the smallest secret can carry a large weight.

What’s the secret you would send in? (don’t post it…just think about it)

I can’t stop myself from reading the Post Secret blog every Sunday. Today, I spent an hour reading the archives.

I wonder, would we all feel better if we wrote our secrets down and mailed them off? Would it lift that burden we’ve been carrying? Even the smallest secret can carry a large weight.

What’s the secret you would send in? (don’t post it…just think about it)