Backlogging

If you just stopped on by today you will notice that there is a huge influx of postings that were not here before. No, you are not seeing things. Stop trying to flush out your eyes with Windex. (It may make your windows shiny, but it's heck on the corneas.) It's not magic, despite the dust bunny or two that may be pulled out from under the couch with a flourish. Viola! Behold my magic wand... The Electrolux! (You know nothing sucks like and Electrolux. Okay, okay... We don't have an Electrolux, but hubby is always quoting the tag line, so I thought I'd throw it in here.) Since I have had computer connectivity, etc. issues for the past few weeks I am now trying and get caught up on all the blogging that should have been happening during that time. And since I can turn back time in real life, I am turning back time in blogland. Gee, dontcha love being able to predate your posts? Wahahaha! I feel so evil. Yes, it's all a part of my master plan. What plan is that you say? Well first I gather up all the yarn in the Universe, then... ARGH! You sly dog! You got me monologuing! (Yes, too many viewings of The Incredibles there.) Any who... Yeah, believe those eyes of yours. They aren't playing tricks this time. (And to think you spent all that money sending them to clown school!) Go ahead and catch up on all the gossip that you've missed, the insanity that has been my life and the yarn porn that should be outlawed it's so "cinful".