It Ain't Over 'Til the Fat Lady Sings (Again)

I have been asked countless times, (well at least once) whether this blog is over now that my brother and his mate have successfully been wed. The answer, for now, is "no." I still have 6.5 pounds to lose. It might not be a good idea to mention this to my husband, however, as he suffers under the delusion that I would get more housework done if I was not blogging. We all know that I only get housework done at gunpoint, so I don't know why he thinks there's any correlation, but I guess he's just being hopeful.

I also have a boatload of stories to share from the wedding and events leading up to it, so I can't sign off just yet.

I had grand plans of beginning fresh on Sunday or Monday, but I just haven't been able to muster any energy to write. Seriously, my feet are still sore from cutting up that rug Saturday night. Tomorrow morning will therefore mark two fresh starts -- Mdme. L and I will be attending Candy's step class from hell, and I'll also post a new entry, which I like to call, "How to Entertain a Man with a Soul Patch."

Until then, my friends,
Big K