Little kids, big pains

Owch! I spent all of last night watching over third graders while playing Dr. Dodge, Kickball, and Birds and Eagles. I, of course, was able to easily catch/dodge their balls (please, no "ball" jokes), and I basically owned the competition, even when they all threw balls at me at the same time...unfortunately, in order to dodge yonder balls, I had to bend in places that hadn't bent in years. Needless to say, I am now sore all over. On the news front, I am off to Clan's pad this afternoon and then the rest of the weekend involves a magical dance of traveling back and forth between Clan's pad and my house. Even though I am spending the night at Clan's pad, I still have to feed my cat. Ohhhh, he's cute, yes he is!
I had to write a short blog yesterday because:

1. I had access to a computer for only 5 minutes.
2. I had to write about something interesting, so I had to think long and hard about my day.
3. I really had nothing interesting to write about.
4. I fell asleep at the keyboard.

And that's all there is to it!

I gots-tah writes ah store-ay abou-tah a power I wish I had. I chose to be 2% avian (just like those lucky dogs in the Maximum Ride books)

And my good friend Andy has a blog now, under the name of "urgoogle's blog" which, she is not a part of...but she does a good lob of promotion! YES! Just a wild stab. Uh-oh...Clan just read this and says he's gonna practice his golf swing with my head as the ball...dear lord...he just teed off in the basement and broke a hole in the wall...its catching on fire....I'm gonna run now...