I'm sitting in bed typing this on my new kindle fire, which I have named Angus, much to my husbands chagrin. Angus persists in auto correcting half of what I type even though it is either already correct or the way I prefer to spell things, read: rarely correct. Screw you Angus, you work for me!
Sorry, there is no real point to this post. Just to see how unpleasing it might be to do it this way I guess? Not too bad.

Ideas for forthcoming posts that are more entertaining:
Queen Mary Scottish Highland Games coming in february
Oh my! My husband is wearing a kilt!
Books for 2012
Other first world and probably snarky problems.

I'll try to be funnier, promise.

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