Breath
Oh, I lived through my birthday week. Did I not mention that? It was a blast, and very full. And I am tired, very tired. Still. If it makes you feel any better about my neglect I have lots of lists written out of things to write about. No, don’t believe me? Well, I could take pictures of them (since I’m too lazy to actually type) and post the picture here? No, still not good enough? Probably because you realize it would take me a week and a half to post a picture any way. (I don’t just neglect you! That suitcase is still sitting in my bedroom like some kind of masochistic obstacle course as I vault out of bed to hit the snooze every morning. Ok, six times every morning.)

Here’s a picture. The Atlantic, pretty much my favorite place.

And a bonus picture, me landing from my home planet of AllWeDoIsNap. You’ve probably never heard of it, but let me tell you, the journey is long and tired making.
Obviously, I’ve started uploading pictures from the Florida trip, so go hang out over there and amuse yourselves. I’ll be back with pictures from birthday week (If any are suitable to print, that is.) and the many reasons I hate Christmas another day. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe not. Don’t hold your breath, just stare at a pretty castle.

If this doesn’t distract you I don’t know what to do. I have a couple hundred pictures of gators back here, how bout that?




