People ask questions and make Very Helpful Comments in my comment section, and I always mean to answer them, really-truly, but… I… don’t. Other things happen, I get sidetracked. Gee, can’t imagine where Ignatz gets that whole disorganized-thing.
So I wrote an entry answering the three latest questions, and it came out desperately long and tedious. I’ll have to break it down into chunks, or lose my audience. We’ll try one question per post, yeah? It’s the only way to keep me on track, I think.
So yes. I ordered the boots, um, yesterday. The paisley ones. The blue ones are certainly jaunty, and they remind me a bit of my Mom’s art, but remember those old Highlights magazine bits where they showed a big picture with lots of little things hidden in it, like a key in the bark of a tree? Right, well, I look at those artsy teal boots, and I see… pizza. ~d is right, the paisley ones are more versatile.
Later entries will answer questions about Ignatz and whether we will ever return to the States, but I am still slogging away at that job application. Gark. Must go do that.