Why can't I leave well enough alone?
I haven't posted on this thing for quite some time - all my writing abilities have been devoted to my summer class (which I've enjoyed, by the way!). So, tonight I decide to mess with my blog's template: bad idea. I redid the format (it looked really nice) the I hit a wrong key or something & had to redo it 2 or 3 times to get it back to normal. That was a good 45 minutes... just wasted. Oh well, live & let live. Or, if I were James Bond, live & let die. Who's to say I'm not James Bond... Maybe Jane Bond. Ah, this whole spy subject reminds me I have drill this weekend. I'm not looking forward to it this month; my supervisor has been commissioned & is leaving to join a Reserve unit in San Antonio. Boo-hoo for me, she rocks. Now, I'm left to figure things out for myself & the other troop who's with me. Scary, huh! The fact that I'm firing an M-16 doesn't even make me excited about drill. Although shooting the head and chest of paper targets may help me deal with some stress. I guess it's time to end this post... My husband just informed me he finished separating the laundry (hint, hint). Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to clothes washing I go... Maybe I'll mix a red shirt in with his socks & undies! Muhahahahahahaha!