It’s the only reason I accomplish anything, really. If I feel like I can shake the proverbial (or possibly actual?) dust off my back and begin anew, I can gain the sense of hope and optimism that leads to success, and even sometimes a tolerable disposition. It’s the only reason, really, that I’m starting this blog.

You see, after making fun of friends for having (or not having) it, making up a song about it with my husband, and laughing at the media for making it out to be a big deal, I finally got it. That’s right, folks: The Swine. I’ve been sitting in this chair — Bob’s oh-so-comfortable black leather lay-z-boy that I’m sure he misses desperately — pretty much non-stop since Friday night. Sitting down for three days in a row is quite a challenge for a busy-body like me. I made some sub plans for work, read a lot, even watched some TV. That’s how you know I’m bored. Finally, I did something I’d been meaning to do for a while — started a personal blog! Call it an experiment. I’m not sure how much I’ll use it. I’m learning as I go!

Syrups and Such

Swine Prevention

A good friend suggested that I take this time to “re-charge” my batteries. What a great way to look at it! Sure, I’m miserable at the moment, but sometimes, being forced to be still is a good thing. (Isn’t anything that humbles us a good thing, in the long run?) So, here I am with my swine, my husband — who is taking the best care of me in the world, my meds, etc.  (pictured left), my stolen chair, and my books. Oh, how I love my books. This is the best quality time I’ve had with them since my dear sweet summer vacation disappeared.

I’ll try not to be so long-winded in the future. That’s not, like, “the thing” with blogs, is it?