SO.  I was supposed to post today.  Three times a week (usually Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday) = my minimum requirements.

Instead of writing a post, I sat on the phone and my webcam talking to Antonio (who will be visiting for a few days on Friday.  Omg!  Hell to the yes!)

This consisted mainly of me giggling and being a tool, and holding up things I bought today and saying, “Look!  Look!  They’re little bakery boxes with clear tops that hold four muffins!” and Antonio saying, “What’s wrong with Tupperware?  Just put them in Tupperware.  Why the hell did you buy little boxes?” followed closely by me making faces and acting dejected, and then petting my little bakery boxes and assuring them that mommy loves them.

Thrilling, right?

Well, it was for me.  *beams*  And round about when I had decided it was probably pushing 9:30pm, and I should maybe get going so I could reply to comments I’ve got backed up and get a post up, Antonio informed me it was quarter to eleven and he was headed to bed soon since he’d been up since 5:00am. 

Oops. 

It’s HIS fault I have no real post!  HE makes time evaporate!  Him him him.  BLAME HIM!

(And for the record, if there is no computer-time while he’s here, so I magically disappear for about a week? Also his fault.  I’ll post Thursday though, fer shure, before I disappear.)