Who would have thought I would ever, ever get up off of my bum (we are not allowed to say "Butt" anymore in this house, for a few reasons, both idealogical and practical) and bother to try and type anything ever ever again? I personally would have not thought so, but I started to take my multivitamins once more and you would not believe the extra energy I have.

Well, that's not exactly true. What did get me started was either one of the following two reasons:

1. I wanted to tell the WHOLE WORLD about my son's stragety for doing the perfect somersault. He first thinks like Winnie the Pooh (Think, think, think) and then apparently fire comes out of his, er...bum as we are not allowed to say that other word in this house and then he just flips over. That is what he told me and I really wanted to share that with you.

2. It's that time again. Last year I tried to do 30 posts in 30 days and failed miserably. But now, after a few months of therapy and a set of free tickets to a Morrissey show, which reminded me what true misery really looks like, I feel like I can do this. But I refuse to die trying. I might strain a little trying, but that's probably it. No death. Sorry Moz.

So, it's one of those two. whatever. Wish me luck!