Blogs take effort. First you feel obligated to write in them, even if it’s 1:30 in the morning and you are dog tired and secondly, because you know others are going to read it you have to make some kind of effort to be entertaining. (Let me… entertain you) Sorry, songs randomly flit thru my mind, but they don’t really translate onto the page…. harrumph.
Frank is at a sleep study in the hospital. All is well, but I miss him. Even tho his snoring has made it so we don’t sleep together, doesn’t mean I don’t miss him in the house.
Sadly I’m falling asleep. I’ll try to be more creative later.