when I finally put a tracker on.
this must be what boys feel like
when their car rolls over that 100,000 mile mark.
because i may have just kissed my blog.
and i'm pretty sure boys kiss their car when that happens.
or at least they pet it.
and i may have also just petted my computer.
and i may have had to look to see if "petted" is a word.
good excuse to make a cake.
and eat the whole thing.
not that i need an excuse.....