hmmm..

these past few weeks my being up to all sortsakindsa stuff ceased to be true. i turned out just to be too :
1. lazy
2. distracted
and
3. boring
how could that be, you ask! because all of you out there, i am sure, have this image of me as motivated, focused, and trendyjetsettingexciting. hahah!
oh wait. you've probably either known me for awhile or read some of the stuff i've written. guess there's no fooling you. well, then, in that case, you already knew i was
a.) lazy
b.) distracted
and
c.) boring
now being all of the above is some valid excuse not to type here anymore (i've been planning to abandon blogger). what? you disagree? okay okay.. now i am compelled to type. i'll have to come up with something convincing. fingers falling off due to some weird virus? hmmm. that could use some work. oh, look at that. my battery needs charging. sounds like a good excuse to me! as soon as it runs dead, i'm off to find something else to do on this dreary monday.

what is there to type about now? my weekend was superduperexcitingtothemax. guess what i did? dishes..yes tons of dishes! just about when me, nanny and sister in law were almost done, they just kept coming..wooohoo.. that's how it is in our house every sunday. there's something about it that keeps people coming on weekends. invite or no invite.

now i got you wondering. what could be superduperexcitingtothemax about doing the dishes when i should be doing someone..(oops) errr..something else? it's the bubbles!!! i played with bubbbbles. i felt the way my niece feels as she stands on a step stool next to the sink, stretching her hands out toward the kan-doo dispenser, mournfully wailing "bubbbles!" although she has already gotten a good-sized squirt of soap and is unlikely to pout her way to another. "buuubbbbbbblllles," she blubbers, letting the word trail off like a swallowed echo.

bubbles, indeed.

i am retarded like that.