Old English flEogan to fly -- more at FLY
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Fabric, friends, fledge. And not necessarily in that order.
I figured out that SiteMeter thing. And it freaked me out a little. You're out there. More than I realized.
Made me feel like I should be on my best behavior. Like I should check if there was anything stuck in my teeth. Like I should have something really, really important or good or profound to say. That sort of thing.
I'm over it now. So what? You're there. I've got this blog. My teeth are freshly brushed. It's all good.
It's been a good weekend. Can't complain too much when the coffee cup is bottomless and the fabric is $3 a yard and the kids are so very well-behaved and I've got good friends to share this all with. And we found the shorter guy at the trim store. (The guys there price by height. The taller the guy, the higher the price he makes. Look for that shorter guy. Much better deal).
Look there in the mirror. My boy is giving you the Vulcan hand sign for Live Long and Prosper. So, yeah. What he said.