Monday, February 2, 2015

So, it's already the second month of 2015. To say that "time flies" is a huge understatement. To think, 1995 was literally 20 years ago... That's crazy!

My day has been pretty good. Slow, didn't like the morning rain, but it picked up a little. The dog cooperated today, with a little tough love. And now my husband is home and I'm hoping for a nice evening of tv, food, and our little "family".

Valentine's Day, my mom's birthday and my husband's birthday are all coming up soon. I need to stop procrastinating and be about my business of securing gifts, cards, and getting them to the places they need to be. I'm sure it will get done one way or the other...sooner or later.

I've downloaded Blogger on my phone and tablet, so hopefully I'll be able to post more often, even if they aren't as long. Instead of trying to write lengthy posts, being technical and all, I want to just write down what I'm thinking or feeling. I figure if my life is to be a book someone else can go back and piece together everything. It's my intellectual property, I shouldn't have to be the one editing it as well.

Hope everyone has a good evening.

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