Tootsie Pop Philosophy

So how many accidents is too many?
Is this the same sort of question my friends and I used to ask when we were trying to figure out just exactly how many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop? If so, my life is destined to be a short one, that I can tell you, because the stress is going to do me in!

I’ve had an amazing run of bad luck … 3 car accidents in 3 months ... and can only assume that I was being tested, because the car accidents, while horrible, were just the beginning of the bad luck cycle. Considering I didn’t jump in front of a bus, or off of a tall building, I have to assume that I’ve passed the test.

If there is a damn toosie roll in the center of this brittle candy shell, then I'd better get to it soon! My family is really tired of hearing me whine. I've stopped talking to friends because I don't want to make them hate me for whining, too ... family HAS to love you no matter how much bitching you do.

The bright spot? I've got an awesome family. :D

Even brighter? My little nephew is the cutest baby EVER. I am totally besotted. ;D I'd post some pictures up here, but I don't want to make everyone else (those with mediocre and ugly babies) feel bad, so I'll keep them to myself (email me if you want to see!) Heee-heee!

My blog hiatus is almost at an end. My apologies for the loooooooooooooooooong absence, however, this is a summer that I want to have stricken from the memory banks. Don't you wish you could do that? Like they do in Court?

"I would like this past week stricken from the record!"
"Sustained!"

For now, I will say a hopefully brief adieu with the promise of more blogs soon. I do have an excuse, pathetic though it is ... I've been living in HELL (aka, no computer hookup! EEEK! Bet you didn't know such primitive, barbaric places still exist!) and have gotten a temporary reprieve, so am going to have to try to catch up on my lax blogging.

More soon!