Oh...look...it's my adorable, forgotten little piece of the universe.
It's my splatter painted comforter in my purple, Michael J. Fox laden corner of the world where I used to sit cross legged and spill my everyday thoughts like the diary of a twelve year old adolescent.
I'm still here. NO worries. I'm not at all sure why I compared my blog to my bedroom circa 1986 because I still maintain that the 80's were the armpit of existence.
*shudder*
We're still living in Arizona, but only for now. In the fine flighty fashion that has made us famous, we're tired of this place and are going back to Colorado.
WHAT??!
Yep. It's true.
Someone misses the mountains and the clean air and the water straight from the tap.
And I might miss those things just a little bit too. Plus, I'm the freak who loves to go house shopping. Remind me to get my real estate license.
However, you won't have to remind me about how much I despise the snow.
No. It's not magical.
But a veritable wardrobe of Uggs IS and I've been plied with the promise of just that. I am easily bought. I never claimed not to be.
Please let this be known to potential advertisers, publishers, and benevolent millionaires. Because I need a really cute house to hide in when it's minus twenty outside.
7 Brilliant people's junque:
I know, you just got sick of dealing with the super creepy icky bugs.
Good Luck!
Honestly, I could NEVER take the heat in Arizona. I don't know how anyone does. At best, I could be a snowbird that ran away during the summer to cooler climes.
Happy Uggs shopping!
My sweet Heather....what THE?!? =) How did this not come up whilst we were being catcalled on the Arizona streets? ;-)
Aw, you're leaving? And we never got a chance to meet up for a play date and become BFFs!
Well, at least I'll have your blog, do you promise to get back to blogging regularly? That might be the only way I can cope ...
Heather, I am thrilled that you are back to blogging. I've missed you. :) no, I'm not a stalker, but you're a brilliant and hysterical writer. I want to be like you when I grow up. So what I'm forty years old. :) ciao' Bella
Ok here's the deal. Moved from the Tundra to CA. Two years later, in a fit of what can only be known as insanity, moved from CA back to the Tundra. Have been missing CA and wanting to move back 6 out of the 7 yrs since. End of story.
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