• Still in the same Blogspotty place, of course. The only difference is a new address:


    This is nothing drastic, and Blogger promises to redirect everyone quite nicely should they use the old http://ohtheresjustnotelling.blogspot.com address in feed readers and bookmarks and such. I tell you, the whole move has been ridiculously easy (and inexpensive) through Blogger.

    I tried to snag the .com, but apparently there's this unfriendly gentleman in Argentina who bought it years ago and wants to sell it like a bag of diamonds. Since I'm neither a conglomerate nor a Rockerfeller, he can keep it.

    I like "net" anyway. Reminds me of mama's Aquanet hairspray, a miracle right up there with electricity and the virgin birth.


  • Whew. It's Spring Break.

    The days have been slamming into each other at such a fast clip, and suddenly there's a bit of stillness. It's nice. I'm actually faced with a day when I don't have to be anywhere at any particular time, and the only pressing item on the to-do list is housework.

    I'd go outside and spend the day in the sun, but there's been some meteorological confusion recently and the high here will be in the low 40s today. There's a bizarre chance of snow tonight. I'm sure the weather will right itself in a few days, though. It's not like Arkansas is anyone's Spring Break Destination, so there's no danger of losing the college-boy tourism dollar.

    The danger is when the ground warms back up. That's when the creepy crawlies set up housekeeping in the garage and odd high corners. Spiders - as long as they're not furry or unduly large - I can deal with. It's the snake situation that's making me nervous. In the fall, there was a local phenomenon that somehow introduced scads of baby copperheads into neighborhoods where they'd not previously visited. Em killed one, a neighbor lady had an incident, and we saw two flattened in the road. I'm not convinced we've seen the whole family yet, is all I'm saying.

    Since Aruba is out this year (well, every year) it looks like I'll be close to home. I'm itching to throw a soul-cleansing yard sale, even though it means braving creepy crawlies in both the garage and the attic. Anything's better than a surprise snake, though. Anything.

    I'm praying for this funky-cold weather to continue through Friday, just for good measure. If anyone out there is an expert on the seasonal behavior of Arkansas copperheads, please give me a heads up.
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