When I was on my blog break my 13th blogging anniversary passed. Sorry, the word blogiversary annoys me. No idea why. It just does. My first blog is here if you are interested. I had a few blogs in between my first and this one. One I lost completely. It seems I am one of the few that has held out this long because nobody that read my first blog still writes except for Cathrine at Weeding the Garden. Does anyone else ever go back and read their own posts? I rarely do. And when I do I usually don’t remember whatever it was that I wrote about. Maybe that is the point of keeping an online journal. To remember. Maybe one day my great, great, great, great grandchildren will read this.
My husband hasn’t missed his yellow shirt yet.
Absolutely nothing interesting happened today at work. I did get lost. How a person can get lost when she has lived in the same city since birth and has a functional GPS is beyond me but I manage to do it. Rather consistently, I might add.
Canadian is taking off Call the Midwife the roster. How dare they! Just so you US people know, Canadian Netflix isn’t the same as American Netflix. It has about 1/3 the titles. We still don’t have Seasons 4 and 5 of Call the Midwife.
OMG! I just saw the first fly of 2017. I shall kill it.
Nevermind. It was the outside, not on the inside. It has escaped a certain death.