Hello, me again. Come one come all as we begin to watch words fall from a virtual pen and reinforce walls I'm surrounded in so let's toast last call to what the hell am I doin with sentences like this as an introduction.
That was a question.
Confusing, isn't it? Like exchanging seasonal gifts with a recipient you've never met who cleverly packaged a prison outfit with a caption on the back of it that said unlimited conjugal visits apply within receive results in minutes!
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Where was I going with this with a question mark at the end like someone so confused they need a reminder tattoo when their own birthday is when all I meant was fresh content and instead squeezed in an extended list of similar sounding syllables in the same sentence?
Paragraph, whatever.
I sifted through a few and came back empty handed I planned it a little different guess that's what I get for planning it had two big trees dressed to impress in autumn leaves and a skirt thing underneath with sparkly glitter things and a BIG bright star...
Merry Christmas!
Because nothing spLels holiday spirit quite like a big red F-word.
Hello. Nice to be seen. I don't mean to stay away so long. I'm juggling more fires right now than I've ever juggled, ever. It's exciting and intense and emotional and challenging and intense again all at the same time. I'll bring you up to speed eventually, this is just a Christmas card.
I have limited keyboard time currently amongst other things cuz we're digging our heels in, making grown up decisions like a home purchase. Mhmm. Then painted it, replaced the floors and doors, handles, resealed the windows, you name it. We have our own walls now. New toilets too! My wife purchased all white furniture. Everything. Dining room table, bedding, a big ass couch—white, white, white. Even towels and washcloths. I tried talking her out of it but stand a better chance at playing rock - paper - scissors with a polar bear.
The puppy will be here Friday, her name's Atlas, white furniture doesn't stand a chance. See what I mean? Juggling a lot of things at the same time like vehicles and appliances and Pura's health and haircuts. Just because life moves at the speed of life doesn't mean we don't make time to get our hair did.
Seems like yesterday was 2020 but with 2023 only a couple weeks away, either the past few years were penciled in or I need to slow down and pay attention. Life gets carried away sometimes.
So, Merry Christmas! Happy New Year! All of your favorite holiday cliches like waking up early to see what Santa brought and New Year's resolutions—things you've either done and continue to do or done and refuse to admit you did it.
Thanks for keeping up with me. Entertaining you is my pleasure. Now if you'll excuse me, I got hurdles to jump and obstacles to avoid. Tiz the season for puppies and remodels and common sense like end each day with the same number of fingers you started with.
