I read somewhere that the best way to catch a blink by the Google web crawlers is to craft blog titles involving a number, an adjective, and a noun. So there's my experiment.
Please don't actually expect putrid ducklings.
But you can expect lots of this:
Look, guys! She got my eyebrows!
And exciting updates on our life, including happy assurances that our dryer and vacuum are now working again, thanks to our dear friend and handyman, Mr. Brad. He also put that pesky thingamajigger on my saw and even... I don't know... aimed it? It won't cut all cattywampus now, which will be good. And the new laptop cord arrived today, too.
And you can expect more pictures of my child pretending to be a constipated mime, because everybody loves those.
And here's a blurry photo of the Loch Ness Monster.
My little Nessie is the one on the left. Please don't mention the fact that she has four legs. She finds it so embarrassing.
But boy, can she dance!
HA HA HA. IN SOVIET RUSSIA, CHILD DRIVES YOU... CRAZY!
And now, if you'll excuse me and avoid mentioning the shoddy nature of this blog post, I have to go decide whether or not to watch Time Traveler's Wife, which arrived today from Netflix. Loved the book, not so sure how I feel about Regina King and Jugears McHector messing it all up in my mind.
Or I could go write.
Yeah. I'm gonna go write. And paint. And juggle ducklings.