Ahhh, the scent of spring, the hugely wild Wyoming wind, and the activities of the students believing it is already the end of the month. It is almost like an insane asylum on certain days.That being said, I am pretty sure that some of the staff are feeling that urge for summer to be here too.
So, for this month, I am going to attempt to post every day. Yep, you read that right. I am pretty sure I have the scheduler figured out, and will give it a shot with this "test" post. And if that fails me, I can get to the site on my phone, but the posts would most likely be very short on the days I have to resort to my phone - fair warning there!
I would like to cover a variety of topics this month, but not as varied as last month! I am hoping to add some real life things, some writing things, and some interesting stuff, besides working on the pet brag board.
My mother has urged me to tell you of the story of how I snow-plowed dog pee in her kitchen last year, and the story makes us both laugh until our sides ache, our eyes are watering, and we are making that "woo, woo" "can't breathe" sound. So, if you would like to experience this, go on, tempt me to tell you that story. Leave me some comments so I know I have readers who love to laugh, love to think, love to share.
Again, there will be a comment contest this month. There will be a prize for the first comment, the comment that strikes me the strongest, and the most comments. That is 3 separate prizes. Last month, there was only one winner; don't let that happen again (love you Mrs. H!). We can't let her have all the fun, can we?
So, enjoy your first day of May, and get ready for the Comment Contest Rumble!!! lol
P.S. Please watch for some exciting things in the next two weeks! A big surprise is coming, and I want you all to think about a random act of kindness you can pay forward! Hinty, hinty!
2 comments:
Perhaps the snowplow is one of the 'you had to be there" moments. But oh my, it will live in my memory.
I look forward to your version of the episode
The joys of motherhood, the ups, the downs, the snow-plowing of puppy piddle. It will live in your memory and in infamy. Lol! Love you Mama-san!
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