So many of you have been writing to ask me, WTF Suburban? Where the hell have you been? To which I can only reply: Wouldn't you like to know? Because it sounds all sexy and mysterious that way and I am a firm believer in the principle that if you are not actually living a sexy and mysterious life, you should at least pretend to be.
You can read this and other life-changing inspirational nuggets in my forthcoming book: Things I Thought Up While Doing Other People's Laundry.
But it's not all laundry around here. There are also an awful lot of dirty dishes. Mostly because while I am out making the world a better place for sentence construction, or possibly ice skating, the children are as busy as beavers pursuing their dreams of a house made entirely of food crumbs.
I've definitely got some catching up to do. We have already switched over to our sexy winter pajamas here and I still haven't writtten a single post complaining about the weather, or pointing out the fact that Chicago is very cold, while Miami is not.
Mr. Kamikaze says such observations are my specialty. By which I am pretty sure he means he never gets tired of hearing them. But who does?
Here are a few links to hold you over until I can work up a proper rant:
Photo: My Hannah Montana pajama pants: Is there such a thing as too sexy?