there once was this blogger...

... who was a TERRIBLE blogger, especially in the summertime when it's too busy, too hot and another 501 reasons why she hasn't posted.

I really am still alive and recently kicking (think working out right smack dab IN FRONT of the air conditioner). Rose over at the rowhouse posted this morning that it's strange that when you are happy and full of sunshine instead of moody and angst-y, you don't get a whole lot of posting done. Why? A person would think that anyone would rather read a post full of laughter and sunshine than one full of dark clouds and fat raindrops. But, I suppose, that's the nature of the beast, really.

I promise, I will sit at work and think up a witty, charming post to post here tonight.