My boyfriend, who is like the best guy ever,--No, actually, he's not like him. He is him.--told me he read my new blogs the other day. By new, I guess he meant that he read the blogs I wrote in March. Back when I was still working at the car dealership. I'd forgotten I had a blog, seriously. Seriously. So I'm thinkin' aw shit. I needs to do me some bloggin'.
Here's what's interesting.
In phase two of awesome birthday cake for 4-year-old (yesterday) daughter.
Been cooking some pretty delicious stuff of late. Recipes at www.allrecipes.com, www.foodnetwork.com and www.epicurious.com.
Am highly sleepy, but will be up for some time longer (see cake, above).
Doing consistent freelance editing stuff, have discovered serious detestation of ellipses.
Switched jobs again.
Moved.
Decided to lose some weight.
Drink too much coffee.
Had a sister graduate from high shool.
Had another sister turn 21.
Wish I could get back some of my innocence.
Will! Write! Romance! Novel! (Please, no judging. People READ them).
Finally, I will try to write more blogs. I will try. I don't really know who I'm writing them for. This blog is not nearly so artful as others' blogs. Nor is it focused enough to really gain a niche following. Blah Blah.
