Procrastiblog

I do not want to clean.  Ugh the house is a MESS.  And the house is big.  It is at times like these, Blog, that I come to you to entertain me.

I'm pretty sure when we all go to sleep at night, the socks start to procreate.  And they make more socks that are slightly different.  And then their offspring can be found under various pieces of furniture. Now, I have no scientific evidence to prove this.  But YOU have no scientific evidence to prove it false.  So really, we don't know.  But, if you look around, evidence is pretty much in favor of my theory.

Remember how I said stairs were a death trap?   Ted took a fall yesterday and I cannot believe he did not break his neck. It was so scary, but he actually hit the mid staircase with the top of his head and flipped around again landing on his feet at the bottom of the staircase.  Helen and I could have held up scorecards.  9.5

So Grandma Patsy and The Den were here to celebrate twinkletoes droopypants.  (E) Now, Grandma Patsy has a tendency to....eyeball me.... up and down when she sees me.  She doesn't carry a clipboard...yet.  I think that is coming, though.  But she did want to know who DONATED A DOLLAR so if your little eyeballs are reading this and you haven't donated a dollar, I think we all know it's because your fingers are too lazy to punch all the digits.  I get it.  Well, the good news is, you only have to do it once and you can just make it recurring!

Ha member when I read that if you are going to ask people to donate to your blog not to be shy about it? and I was like, well I have GOT THAT COVERED (as I am taking off my top).