Believe it or not, it's Thursday, and on this blog that means it's
Usually I go first, but in real life I'd insist you begin, because I'm the sort of person who, when ordering at a restaurant, wants to hear what everyone else is getting first. This is usually because I can't make up my mind and somehow or another think that hearing everyone else's decision will make things easier. It rarely does, so I usually panic and order something willy nilly that I wasn't even considering to begin with.
If that paragraph makes you want to beat your brains in, welcome to my world. It's painful.
1. Hallelujah. Amen. Thank you. Yes. I do not have to report to the paying job for a week and a half. Oh yeah.
2. Guess what? Chesapeake Bay Mother now has internet, thanks to Hallieford Jim! She also purchased a new laptop, or flaptop as my father calls it. She has already decided on a name for a blog she wishes to start. All of this coincides nicely with my need to cut back on my blogging in the fall to work on another project. So stay tuned for those exciting details. And more.
3. Continuing with yesterday's theme of "CBW never really knows what she's talking about, especially when it comes to identifying plants and wildlife," last night I saw either a sting ray or a skate. You see, those terms have always been interchangeable to me because I do not know what the difference is. Same with dolphin and porpoise. Regardless, I saw something in the water that was either a skate or a sting ray. Perhaps someone with some
Now it's your turn to share three things. If you can tell me the difference between a sting ray and a skate, it won't count towards your three things unless you want it to.
We're very easy going here. Some might also say we're willy