Oh, poor blog. Sorry that I've been too busy for you lately. The paradox about blogs is when you have the time to write in them you haven't probably been doing a lot of interesting things to blog about. And when you are busy with interesting things, you probably don't have the time to blog.

As you might've guessed, the majority of my busyness is related to a certain gentleman caller named Jeremy. We have had a lot of good times since the last time I mentioned him on here. He's met my family and they seem to approve, I've met a lot of his friends and they seem to approve, we went to the Lincoln Museum in Springfield this weekend with my dad and his woman, he's cooked for me, I've cooked for him, we've gone out to eat, we've dealt with creepy waiters, we've played games, we've cuddled, we've talked, watched TV, saw Where the Wild Things Are (I think a child might be disappointed with the movie, it's a bit artsy and slow in some places, but we really liked it).

I don't think I've really been doing anything else of note lately. Still hate my job, love my family, hate cleaning, love 007 and spend way too much time watching TV.