• Mood: silly
• Music: me, whistling tra la la la

IT'S DE-LIGHTFUL, IT'S DE-LURKLY

You know, this time difference thingy stinks. Here I am nearly at the end of a long, hard work day polished up at the end with a delightful sushi dinner with the ever companionable gale_storm and over on the other side of the pond the party is just beginning. And when I get up in the morning all you pretty people will have written things for me to read, but I'll have missed the boat on comments, see. I'll be LATE TO THE PARTY. But that's okay for tomorrow, here in Sweden at least, is a holiday and I? Am SO sleeping in.

I can do my living-vicariously-through-the-lives-of-bloggers when I wake up, after having slept all night, with no children coming in at 3 a.m. and whining or crawling into the bed and pushing my covers off. Except that my husband has to leave at 4 a.m. to play in a 24-hour hockey-bockey tournament match...assuming they win the one he's playing in now.

Happy De-Lurking Day!
(Sheryl over at Paper Napkin says COMMENT, DAMMIT!!)


Flappy Happy Penguin Birthday Wishes to the Fabulous Kate!