here's a soothing little verse for us all to think over this afternoon, shall we?

"There was once a little girl
who had a little curl
right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good,
she was very very good,
and when she was bad, she was horrid."

art imitating life, yet again...

i apoligize once again to my blog-adoring public for my lapse in posting...things have been a little hectic lately. i seem to have been befriended, kidnapped, courted, cajoled, wined, dined, amused, seduced and generally wooed by this man here. i'll try to get back into my blogging when i get the feeling back in my legs.