F*** me dead I just got slapped with a wet salmon - really - I have not updated this since you last visited. You would not believe the fairy dust I have to clean up. But I'm sorry you'll just have to take my word for it.
I am overwhelmed with discovering time doesn't stand still, driving from one end of the city to the other, just generally being a slave to my kids, my day seems to be packed from lunchtime to way past dusk. I am putting money aside so I can run away. I need a nap.
I absolutely, positively promise if one more person emails me to ask why I haven't posted today I will start posting pictures of toe fungus, or fecal murals. You wanna test me? Assuming I don't get distracted by counting my chest hairs.