I've been starting to post for the last 24 hours, but have been interrupted by, in chronological order, having to go to my cousin's party celebrating his promotion, getting whisked out for coffee, sleeping, sleeping again (the first time I woke up didn't work), and then peeling the potatoes for dinner.
So yeah. I'm not exactly reliable hereabouts, but at least in this instance I had a reason. Of course, over at Courting Destiny you can pretty much guess that there's going to be something even if Pia says she's taking a break. And breaking that word is the closest to dishonesty you'll find there. But then again, you probably already know that. Anyways, She's got some more in the way of publicity brewing over at her site.
Today, as it happens, is Easter, after Estora, goddess of fertility. Hence the eggs, and the rabbits. And I suppose the chocolate as well, as it's considered by many to be an aphrodisiac.
It occurs to me that I've thus far gotten the celebration of this holiday all wrong.
Oh! before I forget--and yes, it is the fertility aspect that reminds me-- Transcience has returned.
And now that I'm mentioning other bloggers, I hear that Alice has been catching some flak about something she wrote about this God guy. I bet those people never read this. You're always hogging the trolls, m'dear.
Our very own Professional speaks of fair-trade joe, beautiful women, and cyber-stalkers. I swear Jason, as soon as I figure out how I've managed to be handsome and brilliant and yet left alone, I'll help a blogga out.
Miz B lets us in on a bit more of her world. I for one am always better for the visit.
Patriotic Cowgirl has changed her decor. I gotta tell ya, hon, between you and Pia I'd gotten used to the pink. This new scheme might take a while for me. But then again the same can be said for many of the blogs among that prestigious list to the right.
And speaking of patriotism, we have Shayna telling us about why she's involved with Soldier's Angels. I can't say enough about her. That she is by her own description not a saint strips me of any such aspirations.
Is this post pretty much a filibuster? Yes. Yes it is. Forgive me. I just don't have much to say at the moment. And I know that just about everyone who reads me also reads just about everyone else who reads me, but whatev.
Happy Easter to those who celebrate, Happy Sunday to those who don't. I hope that either way you got ahold of some of that candy.