I decided to stop mooching off my mom's blog and make my own. I think it was confusing people that sometimes I was writing and sometimes my mom was. So now I have my own happy little blog. That's probably bad because that probably means that I'll write endlessly about myself because I'm narcissistic and now there's no concern that I'm using somebody else's blog to do it. That's ok with me though. I'm not the one reading it :)
I hate long weekends. It's basically impossible to go to work when they're done. I have to do it though, and i have no idea if any of my kids even celebrated thanksgiving. none of them knew anything about it before last Tuesday, so I guess tomorrow might be interesting.
I'm done for now. I'm going to play with layouts and probably not find anything and give up and go to bed in like an hour. In bed at midnight... I'm getting old. Oh, well.