I know this cool stuff from reading with a six-year-old when I was babysitting earlier this summer.
I started this blog over a year ago when I my spidey senses told me I had outgrown my old exoskeleton. I had a new, soft one underneath, but I had to ever-so-slowly extract myself from it. I have had to slowly pull my big ol' sausage thighs out of those painted-on jeans. So slowly. Sometime I needed to stop and rest and just hope no predator came by to find me.
So I haven't written since February, because my exoskeleton needed to harden first. I sure have been working and growing in all that time, though. It took starting a new blog to come back and post in this one.
I crack me up. I never guessed that my journey through authentic life life would make me into an arachnid.