Monkling's Blog

Is anyone still reading this? Although I can’t see why you would when there hasn’t been anything here to read in a month.

An entire month has gone by?? How did that happen?

I am going to try to get back into the blogging groove. Not promising anything, mind you. But I’m gonna try. We’ll see how that goes.

I wish I could say I’ve been doing some really exciting things around here and I’ve been so busy and that’s why there hasn’t been much blogging going on. Unfortunately, if I said that, I’d be lying.

Nope. Nothing much new going on. Frank is still working in the same place. Darling Daughter is still in college. Steve is still in Rome. Old, smelly dog is still old, smelly, and shedding like crazy. Seriously. Every day I sweep up enough dog fur to make an entire Chihuahua.

Let me see… has anything interesting or unusual happened lately? No, I don’t think so. Unless you count the truck that stopped outside my house the other morning. It was trash day. I decided to throw out some stuff like, oh, the playpen from when my kids were little. (Which Theresa saw and said, “You’re throwing out my old playpen?!?!” Uh, yeah. Why? Did you plan on using it?)

So getting back to the truck, some guy gets out of the truck and takes the 20+ year old playpen and throws it in the back of his truck. Then he take a cocktail table I threw out. It’s only the frame, mind you. It’s missing the top. Thus the ‘throwing out’ part on my end. He puts it on top of the truck and drives off. He does not tie it or anything. Just sort of flings it up there. That’s not an accident waiting to happen!

It seems I’ve rambled on enough for one night. If there are a million typos in this post, oh well. Deal with it. I’ll fix it tomorrow when I am more wide awake.