Daring to be....Me

It's been a few days and I've been in a bit of a funk. I haven't really felt much like leaving the house, much less leaving my pajamas (although I did both...after 3pm each day...for fear of becoming a complete bum). I guess I've just needed some down time after my summer "tour, " so it's been good. I apologize to all of you to whom I owe emails and phone calls. I promise to rejoin the rest of the world shortly.

Currently it's 10:15pm on a Friday night as I write this post and "Full House" is playing on the t.v. DJ and Kimmie are singing along to "Blame It On the Rain" and "Straight Up Now Tell Me." To all of you who are reading this, I'd just like to say: PLEASE don't hate me because my life is sooo exciting. ;)

And...whatever did happen to predictability? The milk man? The paper boy? And evening t.v.?
These are just a few of the pressing questions on my mind!

So besides the questions and the mindless t.v. viewing, I actually managed to find time this evening for a killer game of tennis with the Warrior Princess. And while it may have only been 30 minutes long, we managed to send the Indians running. GO TEAM! Now if it weren't for those "blasted nets" we could take on the world!