I was just telling one of my commenters that I need to find my camera cord for downloading pictures so that I can post again. Then I realized that this one was a pretty lame excuse and I was getting to the bottom of the barrel any good ones. Pretty soon I will write that my dog ate my computer and now every time I rub his belly, he logs off...but I don't have a dog; not even a bird or fish. I have a soon to be 3-year old (yay) that wouldn't think twice about eating my computer if he could just get his hands on it. I have a few great posts in mind for the near future, but I really need to show in order to tell. So, instead I just affixed one that I already had on my computer. This is my son, Connor climbing on the alter at...no, not a wedding...a funeral. My grandmother is probably chuckling from heaven on that one. As you can see from the picture, he is a yoga instructor; and I must be a ballerina because he keeps me on my toes.
