I just washed my hadns and can’t do a thing with them. Yes, my fingerws have become diyslexic. You can see that by the typos in those two sentences. Being obsessive compulsive I can’t continue to not correct errors.
Has this ever happened to you? Is it just that I have too much on my mind to be able to remember how to type? I think I will blame it on the weather . No, the season. No, no, um, rats! I can’t think of anything else!
How are things with you? With only a little over two weeks until Christmas, are you seeing the same craziness as I am seeing at all the shopping areas? People driving around looking for a parking space? Do you think they would do that if gas prices were still high? I don’t know.
I have been reading my early blogs lately. We visited each other so much more then. Maybe it was because we had so many fewer people to visit. I cherish each and every one of my blog buddies. If you comment, I visit. Before the spaces "upgrade," I checked to see who had updated and visited. I try to take a blog walk every couple of weeks even if you haven’t updated just to let you know I am thinking of you. If you are reading this and I haven’t visited, I apologize. My intentions are pure!
Reading my early entries didn’t bore me. Now I bore me. Oh, well.
Tomorrow, the Falderal.