In August 2007 I packed up and moved to Maine, a state whose license plate identifies it as Vacationland. I'm now surrounded by signs that say CAUTION: MOOSE IN ROADWAY and 20-foot lobster statues. Oddly enough, this is also the second state I've lived in that claims to be the birthplace of Paul Bunyan. Coincidence? I think not.
Friday, January 16, 2009
I have no pretty words right now. I feel useless.
Let's watch Abbey play fetch with a Q-Tip and marvel at how disgusting my voice sounds when I do the shrieky Talking-to-the-Kitten tones.