The things in my head go ’round and ’round

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I have been gone for awhile again. Life does that to you.

But in my absence the spammers have tried to break down the doors and take over. I just deleted 25 different spam comments. What a waste of time and effort. On everybodys part. Because you can’t tell me that there is actually someone out there that puts together these spam comments and then hits send. It has to be a spider of some kind doing it. And the other waste of time is me deleting the stupid things. I have a pretty good spam filter, though sometimes crap does get through. If some of these folks would want to advertise on here I would consider it. For a price. Not a big price, mind you, but not for free.

Free is mine.

The youngest son was here for a few days, and left on Friday. My eldest daughter and the youngest son have this rivalry of sorts going on as to who is the favorite child. The eldest son doesn’t get into it as he knows that he is his Mothers favorite. How does he know? She has told him. And everybody else. Which is pretty creepy for the youngest son.

But for me? My favorite is….every stinking one of them. Each one is special to me in their own particular, and peculiar way. And that is the way it is now, and the way that it will always believe.

So, Raven. You can believe what you want. That is up to you, but there is no difference between you, Pierce, and Cali-boy. Except Cali-boy is waaayyy more passive aggressive than any of you, hands down.

Gotta scoot.

Namaste.