O.K. Time to blow my own horn.
I was never picked last for a team.
I always had a date to the dance.
I always asked the "big" guy to leave the "little" guy alone and it happened.
I have always been asked "How'd you do that!"
and so on.....
I'm not bragging I am just stating my life to this point.
Why is it that I currently have some ability to re-enter my Blog Life ( I may get that tattooed across my belly) you know, write some/read some and someone who was kind enough to follow this little ole blog hasn't invited me to hers yet.
Namely The Dizzy Life of me.
Click the link.
That's what I get.
Wha'd up with that? (I don't know if that's how you spell it because I am horrible at Urban.)