that was one corny poem you wrote there, m'am.

as for the present and the herenowww, still nothing interesting to say. lots happening. too lazy to write about it.

sprinng is sprung.

i have beautiful flowers in my garden and new stone on the drive. semi-precious stone at the price i paid for all 7 tonnes of it. worth it's weight in gold. but emphasis on the worth. makes it look sooooo nice. (well, nicer)

work is work and i am underpaid and blahdiblah. but the fun factor is there at times and the kids are realising that 40 can still be cool (and hot) so i feel like less of an attractive aging alien. it's also nice that i'm no longer the only overworkedunderpaid one. and no longer the only so-called grown up. (i'm sooo not) (but can i ever pretend)

time to go drink some of my favorite cheap chilean wine and melt into the couch for the night.

cin cin