Its Saturday, and this is replay. On Saturday I am going to post an old piece of art, you may or may not have seen. A new feature here in Lee Land. Gotta keep this blog going somehow. Because my life is just not that exciting to talk about. I could tell you what we are having for dinner, and I might just do that. I could tell you I have 50 percent coupon to Michaels and just don't need anything, but feel compelled to go and use it. I could tell you its snowing here, and rainy and cold, and I have the fireplace on. I could tell you my husband the clean freak is driving me crazy with his cleaning fetish, and that you could come to my house and not see a speck of dust on the ceiling because he cleans that as well. I could tell you that I can hardly wait to head off to Phone ix on november 5 for 10 days. I could tell you that I am going to post on the road, so that you will not miss a minute of this river-ting blog. I could tell you that 40 plus pounds have come off this body, and that I still have a few needed pounds to rid myself of. I could tell you that I need to get my hair dyed soon because there is more grey than brown, I could tell you that I will always dye my hair even when I am 90. I could tell you that I have changed my cooking habits, and have made more light recipes in the last 8 months, than in my whole lifetime of cooking. I could tell you that I love cooking light magazine. I could tell you my blood pressure has finally stabilized and that I might be able to get off my blood pressure pills. I could tell you that I fell while washing the kitchen floor awhile ago and did the splits, just like a dancer. I could tell you that I fell the muscle all the way down to my toes. I could tell you that now because of that I need to go to rehab and get my gluts (butt muscle) worked on because its hurts when I sit for to long. I could tell you that the rehab guy will probably think that he needs a raise because he has to work on my butt.
I could tell you that this post is too long, and you could tell me that it was boring as hell?