Ah, my friend of the domestic skilletness, I have missed you! It was truly delightful to not have shenanigans of the trauma and/or take care of something kind on our nuptial remembrance day. You know, I don't know if there are any pictures of my wedding, but there should be some of me clad in my spun polymer finery somewhere. One of my teachers referred to me as the Polyester Princess. Honestly, I inherited a collection of 60's and 70's wear from my auntie, and let's just say everyday I went to school it was Party like it's 1999 time. Heh. I think I miss the orange moon boots most of all, my small statured self loved the 6 inches in height attained.

The snow has finally melted, and my largish offspring has recovered from his game, tis amazing what an Epsom salt bath will do. Smashing stuff, Epsom salt. If they ever figure out how to make bell bottoms from the stuff I would so rock a pair...Sorry, I diverted, been doing that a lot lately, I blame the bovines, we are going to get three of them this weekend! Three!

Seriously though, I am so glad that you are wandering through the digi-weeds again and blessing us with your Flat Panness of awesomeness again. Hopefully things will slow down a touch and you can hang out a bit more, your blog posts are legend!

Peace out Renown-town