And hi. Just a few things to take care of before starting another post.

1. Boston! Good to hear from you! Thought you fell off the face of the Earth, or at least the East Coast. Either way, fun you’ve found thing I call my “blog.” Hope you enjoy it… at least once in a while. And yes, I completely stole that “what I should have said was nothing” line from Mike Berbiglia. He is hilarious. His dry humor makes me laugh my tail off. I strive to be just as funny. I usually fail. But I try, and isn’t that worth anything these days?! Anyway, glad you’ve made your way here.

2. Kristin W. (The artist formally known as Turner): Why, hello! Good to hear from you, as well. It’s funny how Kim is the tie that binds here. It’s fun. Thanks for reading. Hope all is well with you. I’m sure you’re on Facebook — which I don’t do… my apologies.

Which brings me to 3. I’m tellin’ ya, WordPress is the new Facebook. If all the people I went to H.S. with would just come to my blog site and posted comments and such — then I wouldn’t ever have to join FB. I’m sure it’ll never happen, but I’m just sayin’.

4. Eric and I close on The House on Tuesday. Oh buddy. Hello St. Patty’s Day. A green beer and keys to a house. Sounds most excellent, no?

5. Speaking of St. Patty’s Day — my overnight schedule, while usually  horrific, is panning out in my favor. Tuesday, I will start drinking early. And by early, I mean 7 a.m. I win. Bad news, after a drink or two — I’ll probably pass out on the table because I’ll be so damn tired. Hopefully I’ll wake up by the time we close on that House. Ha. I’ll take pictures of Tuesday’s drinking escapades. No worries. Um, by the way — if you want to see what I’ll be wearing — http://www.kohls.com/upgrade/webstore/zoom_popup.jsp?productId=845524892472330  (if I knew how to make that a link in this damn post, I would, trust me. Sorry I’m an idiot.)

6. I’m still holding to my Lenten promise. I gave up sweets, which is like giving up breathing for me. Sweet Mary, I have such a, well, sweet tooth. It’s been hard. Reeeal hard. I guess that’s the whole point, huh? Either way, I’m counting down the minutes until I can sink my teeth into a glorious Cadbury Bunny Egg.

7. Dear Kohls, thank you for making a clearance section. I don’t care if you always “have a sale going on” or if it always “looks like I’m getting a steal” — your marketing works on me. I had a wonderful trip to your store today. I gotta keep up my “Kohls VIP” status somehow, right? Too bad that’s the only “VIP” club I’ll ever be a part of. I hate ending sentences in propositions — but that one just seemed right.