Well, You all haven’t heard from me in quite a while. This could cause one a fair amount of shame, especially since my only and dear sweetheart of a sister has apparently left a comment for me. I think today’s BLOG will be on the subject of guilt.

My life resembles something akin to…a jungle monkey. I try to be organized. What I do is run from place to place, sometimes screaming, carrying my young, searching for food, and mailing jungle packages. I usually have one thing on my mind- now. I have now on my mind.

Being of the more civilized monkey variety, I pride myself on non-smelly bathrooms and soup. Occasionally I change curtains and paint a room but mostly it’s the soup.

Being a confused female with chaos looming around every tree, I can sometimes give the impression to others that I am perhaps inattentive, detached and somewhat…distracted. (Those of you who know me are nodding) yes, I am distracted…but not detached. No.

Take my sister Robin, for instance. She is possibly the very best sister any monkey-woman could have. I lie awake at night, holding my guilt like a baby for all the neglect!

Then there is the insurance lady (although nowhere as important as the sister!). Along with the ungroomed, rather matted standard poodles. Have I mentioned the power company ? They have been so concerned about not having heard from me that they called me! Oh the guilt!

At this very moment I have managed to avoid remembering the church pot-luck tomorrow. Yes, I am the wife of the Pastor and, again, I bear the guilt! I should know these things! I guess it slipped my mind somewhere between last night’s tween slumber party and this morning’s 3-bedroom-furniture exchange!

I will tell you this though…in most cases, I will get around to it! And if it doesn’t get done…it isn’t necessary to survival. (That one usually works until the electricity is shut off!)

So to all my critics- I humbly bow. I am guilty. And to all my other critics-I humbly bow. I am guilty.
And let me thank you for sticking with me…through all the screaming and souping. I really do love you!

Especially you Robin!