Dearest Bloggerific Chums,
Sorry for that brief hiatus from blogging goodness. While inevitably you were clicking and refreshing this web address for a new piece of profound fat to chew on, I was selfishly living it up all over the state of Massachusetts.
The occasion? Uncle Donald's 56 birthdays. And no, that is no S typo. There were many birthday celebrations on our trip- 4 of 'em to be exact. and 5 cakes. Each a different flavor. Oy. Little Bubba (if you kept up with my England blog, you'll know this name is the one and only for my stomach) is pudging out in full peacock-esque glory. Sick, I know. Good thing we have a gym.
In other pudge-reducing efforts, I have decided to turn a cold shoulder to unnecessary sweets and beers for a while. Mrs. Fields and Bud, please accept my apologies and kind regards.
Mouse clicks and carrot sticks,
Kelly
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