I guess I'm going to have to allow for the possibility that this will not be the next best blog in the world, followed by thousands. while I would settle for... fifty? yeah. that sounds good.

I am lacking two things in that endeavor: several friends to e-mail this to, and shit that pertains enough to the general public to elicit a feedback.

Travis and I were going to swim at a local lake with our friends, James and Amanda. we had childcare: Ben was safely being spoiled at his grandmother's in Gainesville. his sister couldn't watch him (she was busy watching one of two grandchildren, with two more making their entrance in five months) but was nice enough to tell him that the chance of rain was 70%,

well, I think God knew about my plans, 'cause it stormed and poured before 10 a.m.

we went bowling, ate horrible food, and then left the boys to game to go scrapbook shopping. I put away the five dollar farm stickers, thank you very much. I'm in the process of making a few frames for Ben: I hope that the gifts I make out of this don't make people feel sorry for me. like they feel they have to thank me for photo frames they don't really like or want. I hope I can develop this into an actual skill.

I have a kitten on my knees, hunting the dogs we dragged inside because of a potentially hazardous thunderstorm coming nearby. Trav doesn't think it'll go anywhere close: his geography is much better than mine.

been feeling like crap. took my birth control 12 hours early one day (I know, right? I mistook taking it with my St. John's Wort), took it three hours late the next day, and one hour late today. I think I should just restart, but I don't want to go to Walgreens. I don't think I fucked it up that badly. yet.

must go and Maple with Travis. I have a pirate character.