The Weatherman Says Blue Skies

When people visit, I'd like to be prepared. Hors D'oeuvres on the table, music playing, and looking gorgeous (ok, that last part doesn't need work). So no one knows about this place yet, until I rack up a few more entries. And right now, this little lonely corner is just quiet. Myself talking to myself. Like the crazies do. But soon, people will be lining up behind computers for their turn to visit this site. And everyone will be saying, "So I says to Mabel, I says, have you seen the new blog?"