Remember when you were little, playing in your backyard…
…and there was this mysterious ton of bricks over in the corner, so just out of curiosity and precisely because you knew you shouldn’t, you turned over a few of those bricks and watched a swarm of carpenter ants handling their business underneath? You stared for a few minutes, then placed the brick back where you’d found it, albeit a little askew.
I’m that carpenter ant. That load of bricks isn’t as heavy as it looks, but it’s still there, and I’m working beneath it.
Send cookies. I’ll have more news for you later…
So what big kid lifted the brick to find you beneath? I’m super duper curious!!
Orion is dying for you to read Don’t be Fooled – I’m Not Gloating
Looks to me like you were the one to find me first! You bring any snacks?
hmm sending good um- non-brickful thoughts your way lady!
Minnesota Mamaleh is dying for you to read Minnesota Mamaleh- Yin Yang
I really appreciate that, Galit.
I was here yesterday (w/leftover chicken-wing dip & cheap tortillas) and I couldn’t post a comment. I just froze up and am sure I squatted for awhile.
Today’s a little better…although my modem is still a day out, getting a weak signal nonetheless.
Hoping the colony is working with you.
Christine is dying for you to read My baby has gone and left me & M should watch more horror flicks
What a lovely continued metaphor sentiment. Yes, the kids are wonderful and Q is doing what he can to help. The colony is the least of my worries!