Hello my one follower. I just want you to know that I'm so back flippingly, happy that you are here. Spread the word. There will be plenty of neuroses, rambling thoughts, and incoherent blabber to share with the masses. I SO heart you!
I've got a lot of thoughts today so instead of my usual elegant persiflage (HA!), this entry might be a little bit of everywhere.
First off, why do I even bother with the "post op" tag? Aren't all of my posts going to be post op?! ? I haven't decided if I'm going to toss it from here on out, use the dumb thing everyday, or just use it like on every 3rd post just to mess with people.
Secondly, can I tell you how much I lurve cake? I love it Like. A. Fat. Kid. Loves. Cake. I've been obsessing about it because The Kid's birthday is coming up here shortly and every, single, frickin day I've been on the internets trying to find the perfect cake for Sleevie Wonder. Since I can only eat like a half, of a quarter, of a third, of an octet of a slice I need to find a cake that will deliver as much sublime, seraphim singing, lottery winning, Lionel Richie dancin on the ceilin, roses and rainbows, delight as possible. I'd love to get a Dominican cake, but the one person in the area I can get one from is running a racket ( he knows a lady who makes them but you can only buy them from him) so I might try to make one this year.
Anway, this has gone on for far too long, so I'll end it here and save some for tomorrow