Crickets

Kinda quiet 'round here, ain't it?

Still alive. Bloodied, but unbowed. Cheburashka is well; I got her into a really nice summer camp where she can swim every day (which is great, considering the recent heat wave). I'm still searching for jobs: was hired for three, turned down all three because the hours simply did not work for me. The quest continues.

Braces out, retainers on, permagrin fixed in place.

Okay, that's it. Lots more (dear Lord- there's a lot more to tell), but that is all I've time for now. I'm trying to catch up on the blogworld, but there just ain't enough hours in a day. I miss the Drafty Ladies!!! And don't even ask if I've been knitting. Don't even.

Oh, and Cheb's 6th birthday was last Sunday. Rock now, Cheb 6! (Only one person who reads this will get that reference.)

Okay. Now I'm off. Really. Take care, y'all!