I am a creature of habit who flies by the seat of her britches.
not so much.
And there might be another oxymoron in the fact that Winnie the Pooh doesn't actually wear pants, but I am a lover of Pooh, and I am using him to illustrate my point. He can get away with it.
With the demise of Google Reader, many of us are scrambling to find a new option. I posted about them here, and oddly enough, repeated myself in that first sentence, but apparently I hadn't claimed my blog yet, so here ya' go.
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I added the button on my side bar earlier this year. Here's hoping we can all find each other after the transition.
Now, this social hermit is off to play in the dirt before the heat escalates to 110° again. It's 7. I walked at 5:30. I may be good for another hour out there since its been 110° for 3 days in a row and another scorcher is on its way. Some days I really do envy that Pooh Bear. It's going to be awfully hot for britches today.