Do the write thing

Pre-Blog Entry Note: Father's Day was Sunday. I have the best dad you can imagine. He's where I got my fabulous sense of humor. My recipe for delicious 7-layer dip. A love for old time radio, black & white movies, and country songs that are truly country. He's never been afraid to stand up for what he believes is right, even when it might not be popular. (Which if you think is easy to do, you's a fool.) He's always been there. And he's my dad. So I salute you, Dad! I love you to pieces.

Alright.
Enough sappiness.
Gosh, I hate it when you cry, Internet...

Let's move on to a big hello! Good to be back. And a little awkward. Like when think you might want to stop seeing someone but aren't sure you're ready to break up so you just act like nothing is wrong while internally feeling creepy and unsure.

Yeah. That analogy probably seems a little odd...

So. I've sort of debated with myself what to do with the Bubbleland Kingdom over the summer. I'm super busy at work and pretty booked off the clock. (I feel like I've barely been home over the last couple weeks and when I am home, something is always going on.) Also, I seem to only post pics of my tomatoes. How much can Bubbleland want to deal with tomatoes and puppy pics before there is a rebellion?

Speaking of...

Dead puppy

We lodged the dog this weekend for two days. When we got her back, she was EXHAUSTED. But you could tell she missed us. Ha, the feeling was mutual. I was at Hot Springs for a bachelorette and when I got back the house was silent. Still. No husband. No dog. Well, at least The Husband got home later that evening...

And this morning was my first "real" harvest. 3 big tomatoes and more grapes. So proud!

But they are not friends. I will be eating them.

Anyway, back to the topic at hand... Over the next couple weeks, we're hosting a delayed Father's Day dinner at our house for The Hubs' fam, my mom visits (YAY!!!), Fourth of July festivities, , a good friend's wedding, my birthday and my birthday trip. It seems like the list goes on and on. (And honestly, Internet, sometimes I feel like you don't even listen to me any more. It's like you're so obsessed with the oil spill and Miley Cyrus. What about ME, Internet?? What. About. ME?)

But that's life, right? Maybe I should think of all the upcoming events as more to write about? Instead of a hindrance?

Anyhoo, I'll call a Bubbleland Cabinet meeting and check back. I just wanted to explain the lack of posting of late. And make the promise that I'll never leave you high and dry again, Internet! (I am specifically referring to the time I had the poem about my root canal up for months. I still feel bad about that...)



Ok... Wait. Slow my roll, here.

Just had a thought... If I don't keep posting, there's NO reason to take pictures of the dinners I make or the sausage and cheese plate countdown I had planned for the future.

Wow...
Talk about a smack in the face with a pie of reality.
That would really make me sad.
(Especially since I have some fancy oven BBQ chicken I've been planning to make and I think it's gonna be pretty.)

Well, well, well. The Bubbleland Summer Celebration has officially begun after all. Internet, I'm recommitting at this moment to give the Bubble-goodness you deserve.

Sigh. That was quite the emotional roller coaster, wasn't it!?! Sorry about that... I obviously needed to work through some things.

And on that note, I'm going to wrap this monstrosity up. So you stay cool out there, Internet! The sun is a beast. (And my shoulders its Hot Springs prey.) Sunblock it up! You won't be sorry. But I'll be around to rub some aloe on you if you need it. Just don't be bugging me too much about it because I'm obviously a very busy person.