Too Tired To Bid

I was going to write about the tumultuous doings here in the parental household, but I got sidetracked by an Ebay auction and then when I came back, I forgot what I was going to say, so started reading some of my past posts for inspiration. What I got was a huge shocker. I am a terrible proofreader of my own words! Okay, so I don't proof it at all ... I rely on MS Word to catch my typos before I dump it to Blogger ... but sure does suck to have to realize that my slipshod ways are showing. ;D

I am afraid to read any further or I'll spend the rest of the night editing past posts that no one but me will ever read! :)

Instead, I'm returning to Ebay and then going to bed early. I'm pooped from this busy week: I've been trying not to get fired, get my hair cut, get my dog groomed, shop for deserving people, find tires for my truck, watching good American Idols get picked for the bottom 3, trying to keep a low profile and stay out of the way (it's a good rule of thumb for just about all situations, you should try it!) and correspond with non-deserving men (see previous posts for explanation.)

I think I'm skipping the auction and going directly to bed. I just yawned so big I think you could have seen down my throat all the way to my toes. Isn't THAT a pretty picture? :D

Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah! :)

Tonight my blog lives up to its name.

Goodnight!

Sharondarella signing off...