Okay, I finally got around to writing about the workplace drama that's been going on. If you want to read it, it's right here. It's a private entry, cus I don't want to get Googled/Dooced for it. There's stuff there that could break up a marriage and I don't want to be responsible for that. If you want to UN/PW, just drop me a note or comment or something - as long as you don't work with me you can have it. Okay, I have a shameful confession to make - I'm a total teenybopper at heart. I love the YA chick lit and I love bubblegum pop. And I can't wait for Lissa to get a little older so I can share some of these books with her. Especially the Georgia Nicholson books and the Traveling Pants books.
But you know what I realized? I can't think of anyone who reads me who has preteen daughters. Odd.
Okay, I really don't have all that much to report. I just wanted to let y'all know that the promised private entry is up.
Oh wait....I need an 80's lyric. Oh phooey, here's an easy one: