Many of you have chided me about my Broadway musical non-appreciation "disability," or as some of you put it, mortal sin.
However, Dena at Green Acres, in her compassion for me in my helpless state against the "madding crowds," made the pic below, and sent the bling in the left sidebar. And may I just say, in regards to the pic below, that my waist, in real life, is indeed 40 times smaller than my head. Also, my upper arms are looking rather non-flabby here, so I'm thinking about adopting this pic as my all-time official one, as in: driver's license, newspaper column pic, my kids' wedding pics someday, etc. So thanks, Dena!
And I want to introduce you also to Gwendolyn All's Fair in Love and Chocolate, who is quite witty. I've enjoyed her posts a lot lately.
Here's a sample from a recent post:
My youngest son has always called his...um...private parts... by an interesting name. As soon as he could talk, he referred to it as his "pirate", because he could not say "private" and we are SO not politically correct enough to teach him what it is actually called. Actually, this has saved us from numerous embarassing situations, such as when he was two and we were in the grocery store, and he went on a long tangent about how his pirate was itchy and had a rash, and the other shoppers just thought that he was discussing an unfortunate imaginary friend.
So if you've never met these two bloggers, go on over and say "hello" or maybe something more clever than that, if that were possible.
Have a great rest of the weekend!