This is Halushki.
I am Jozet.
And Mrs. G is the epitome of fabulosity for spreading such bloggity love around each week.
Now, it's about 11:43 PM here in Pennsylvania, and I'm just dragging my sorry carcass home from work and the grocery store. Work is near the grocery store, so I finish work, then go to the grocery store. I don't work at the grocery store, although I did apply there once. Evidently, they didn't need anyone to wear a giant cheese costume and walk around the store. Which is what I suggested as a possible job based upon my resume and talents.
Make yourself at home!
Take a look around!
Can I suggest the links in the top right corner? The Bat Post seems to get an especially good response. The cool kids like it.
And, uhm...OH! Here's one where I reveal a lie about myself. Along with a few truths that people thought were lies. It's a good way to get to know me and really see what you're getting into as a reader here. Think of it as a Halushki hazing of sorts. You need to be able to read on your toes and not be afraid of shifting from Mechanical Venus Fly Traps to hookers to a rip off of T. S. Eliot all on the fly, speeding uphill at 85 miles an hour with an Arby's jamocha shake balanced between your knees.
Some of the other characters you may meet here are my kids: Prima, age 9; Seconda, age 7; and Terzo, age almost 2. Although, Prima recently let me know that she wanted to henceforth proof and edit any of my future references to her in my blog because, like, she now has her own blog and wants proprietary control of her online persona. I told her to get her lawyer in contact with my lawyer and we'd wrestle over the details with me retaining ownership of the name "Prima" and her promising to not write anything embarrassing about me.
To which she answered, "Pshhhhyah? Just you wait."
I'm so using her college fund to Botox my frown lines.
Then there's my husband.
And my seestor.
And her goats.
And we've recently added a hobo.
Just your typical suburban American family.
Alright then. I need to get to sleep now before I really start rambling. I can ramble, oh boy, can I ramble.
Thank you for stopping by and I hope you find something here that you enjoy. I'm okay, I promise.
I'm a Girl Scout Leader.
Thank you again, Mrs. G. You are gracious and kind without bounds and a genuinely amazing person. They should clone you first and often. Your derfwadness is the best thing to happen to me - to a lot of us - all year.
Night night, all!