Mount St. Kilauhelens Soap Box

Confession: On really slow days at the office, I used to pound out a few sentences at a time on the blog and then finish up the details of a post a few days later at home.  And because I was the model of efficiency it made for really consistent posts.  I was the Mount Kilauea of blogging.  A steady stream of profound insight, wit and observation.  It truly was a thing of beauty...Or something like that.

Now I feel more like Mount St. Helens.  Daily observations, updates on the kids, funny stories go unposted day after day after day! The pressure just builds and builds and builds and one of these days the whole side of the mountain is gonna blow off, taking trees, lakes, furry little woodland creatures and quite possibly a few people with it.  One day you're going to log on, stumble over to see what the Mange's are up to and you'll be greeted with a picture of me picking my nose and below it, complete gibberish.  

Wait, what?  That already happened?

*Sigh* 

That explains why all my plants are dead.