If you know me at all you know I live on Facebook.
If it’s not on Facebook then it didn’t happen. (You can click the link to make sure we are FB friends because we should TOTALLY be)
You would be a doll to like my Facebook page because that is like feeding me cookies. Cookies and “likes” make me very happy but “likes” keep my pants fitting where cookies don’t. Click here to LIKE my Facebook page.
Well, a few days ago no one heard from me.
I was Facebook missing. That is “presumed dead” for a blogger.
Let’s play a game where you try to figure out why Abbie wasn’t on “The Facebook.”
A. I was driving all over my zip code trying to find a notary.
B. I was running through a pasture holding a garbage bag with a five foot black snake while high stepping, screaming while shaking the bag to stun it to keep it from biting me.
C. I had to find a shoe cobbler to fix a heel on my favorite Cole Haan high heel boots to wear to a cocktail party Friday…hours before the great blizzard of NC 2015 hits.
D. I had to get a twins iPhone screen fixed for the 42nd time so he doesn’t “flunk out of high school because all kids have to have a phone to do their school work in the 21st century, MOM!”
E. Deciding to have lunch with three kids because I had to go back to school to return before mentioned phone (this would be one of four trips to the school today.)
F. Grocery shopping, bank, returns and everything I couldn’t do yesterday because of the half inch of snow and that I won’t get to do tomorrow because of the expected 2-4 inches of snow.
G. All of the FREAKING above
(That snake came out of the wall above where our bed normally is at the barn-house)
Do you see it hanging out of the floor joists above?
I have two cats to catch mice out there now.
Don’t they look ferocious? They are our rescue kittens Marty McFly and Maya. The M&Ms.
Perhaps we need a bobcat for the snakes? The tail curled back around? The snake I walked under many times in our barn-house renovation, unaware.
All That Makes You…