I have, thus far, received nothing but lovely comments about my insane, pointless ramblings on this site. But, because I feel a bad subjecting the innocent people who come here just to look at pictures and receive updates of the girls to my aforementioned musings, I have decided to move them, the musings, not the girls, to a new site.
What is it that Abraham Lincoln once said? “It’s better to keep your mouth shut and be thought a fool than to open it and remove all doubt.” Yeah, that’s not happening.
Anyway, if you think that it may be your cup of tea, or if you just want to laugh behind my back at what a loser I am, feel free to visit http://katesasterisk.blogspot.com/
In a funny side note, I looked up the meaning of “musings” earlier when I was writing this to make sure that it was an appropriate word. It turns out that it is absolutely not, at least not in this context.
mus·ing (my z ng)
1. A product of contemplation; a thought. “an elegant tapestry
of quotations, musings, aphorisms, and autobiographical reflections” (James Atlas).
I am nothing, if not capable of an elegant tapestry of autobiographical reflections.