Okay, when I was younger our family took a trip to Temple Square in Salt Lake City. I remember the highlights of that trip being #1, staying in the Marriot and #2, going to Lagoon, NOT the Salt Lake City tour. Nevertheless, it was something that my mom was looking forward to, so all seven of us trapsed around the temple grounds, visitors centers, Brigham Young home, etc. and by mid afternoon we were all pretty done as far as the church sites were concerned. ESPECIALLY when we could go swim (or, in my dad's case, nap) back at the hotel. Mom, however, was ready to hit up the church office building. Seriously? In all fairness, we were all in to everything else we had seen. Who doesn't love the seagull and grasshopper story (or is it crickets?) and the free piece of candy at BY's house wasn't too shabby, but nobody else could even fake excitement about an office building (I didn't realize there was shopping at the distribution center, too) and so, in a way, we revolted/mutineed and headed back to the hotel. My mom, bless her heart, was disappointed and probably frustrated with all of us and turned on her heel and parted us with, "Thank you, Thank you very much!" I don't know if it was the tone of disgust or what, but it has become a token phrase used in our family ever since. *Side note - I am sure we weren't super generous in attitude that day, and now, having kids, I can understand better her frustration at the group of us*
SO, my title is addressed to all of you bloggers who haven't updated your blogs lately (yeah, I know you read everyone elses, but don't updateyour own.) I say, "Thank you, Thank you very much." Thanks for letting me down when I go through my favorites routine and nobody has anything new. And Erin, just cuz you're out of town and your computer's broken, I don't give you a free pass. I am addicted. I appreciate needing balance in one's life . . . that's why I don't blog daily . . . well, that AND I can't usually think of what else to write about. Anyway, tonight I am waiting for laundry to dry, go to check blogs, and I am 0 for . . . (okay, I am NOT going to confess how many blogs I check.) Now, I know checking blogs more than once a day makes my opinion in this post pretty null and void, actually pretty stalkerish, but I DO get some sick thrill when y'all throw something new on yer 'ol blogs. It's my latest way to procrastinate, and I need some co-dependents to help me in this habit. Nuf said, gonna switch laundry and re-check to see if any night owls throw me a bone!