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Friiidayy...

Man, you spam bots are relentless. I delete many a spammish comment and 'tis all come back, but with a vengance. That's what I get for being a bad blogger.

Did you know about Nikka Costa? I didn't, but now I do, thanks to an iTun3s list about songs in commercials. I like her, but I'm in a soulsy female singer phase these days. The Gov. and I have taken to blasting music top level and dancing like fiends. Well, I dance but His Honor jumps on the bed and shakes his body in a convulsive manner. Must sign him up for those hip-hop dances I keep talking about in my head. Right now, he's outside "helping" Conan put up the long-awaited outdoor playset, which has given me some time to putz around the house. I'm supposed to be cleaning, but just picking stuff up here and there. But that counts, right?

Baby, We Should Just Do This

My online friend Hollai has taken up knitting. She has already knit a super-cute baby hat. A part of me is proud, and the other part is secretly jealous. Actually, jealous-in-advance.

Now I'm no knitting slacker and have busted a move on a couple of pieces, but this girl is creative to the millionth degree and I see her knitting something whimsical and wonderful within a couple of month's time. I wouldn't put it past her to knit a Nimbus 2000 (she would find a way to knit one you can ride without having it felt too much in the area where you sit).

In the meantime, The Gov. has taken to watching MTB4 with me. I'm a sucker for MTV reality shows, but this one is like Laffy Taffy on my back molar--if it's on, it sits there and there ain't nothing that can be done except savor. We rooted for Big Mike and Donnie. I watched the finale but His Honor has not seen it yet. I hope he'll be pleased. :)

Keep One Eye Open

I want very much for people to know that I'm still using this blog, so I'm posting a picture of my child-turned-cyclops.

Ain't the cutest cyclops you ever did see?