Donkey stands at the front door window for hours a day and stares. At nothing. Because we live in the middle of nowhere. I’m not sure, but I think he is pondering something very deep. Dreaming about a fine young bitch perhaps? Wondering where his testicles went? Yearning for equality on earth and peace among nations? Does the woman with the camera have PMS again?
I reckon we’ll never know. I reckon I’ll never get over this blog block. I’m not sure why, but I’m not feeling very bloggy lately. I thought having my eyebrows waxed would perk my spirits, but no, not so much. My eyebrows do look pretty darn fine though, now I just need to shed about 400 of those holiday pounds so the rest of my body looks just as fine. Stupid tasty fudge.