Where’s Waldo?

Dear Internet, I’m so sorry I’ve been gone. I know you’ve wondered and speculated as to where I’ve been and I’d like to say – many of you were dead wrong… I was not in rehab for any of my vices or addictions, I was not incarcerated for undisclosed felonious activities, I was not initiated into a tough biker gang, I was not quarantined for my annual bout of monkey pox/bird flu/bubonic plague/insert infectious disease (believe me I would have blogged in a drug induced haze), nor was I joining a cult (though I still am working on the guidelines for starting my own cult – the cult of Judyism… most members would be hot young mansicles who would be required to have copious amounts of sex with the cult leader – me… like I said… it’s still in the works, though I AM taking applications for membership). I was however really, really, fucking busy. Or maybe I was abducted by aliens… I think I’ll stick with that one because it’s better than saying that for a whole week I sat here in my living room and painted wooden eggs (photos forthcoming) for my grandmother’s 75th birthday and that I spend that Saturday with my family attempting to drink myself into a stupor (didn’t work) as we celebrated and somehow making up with the uncle who hasn’t spoken to me in 4 years – who knew that all I’d have to do was show up at a family gathering dressed white trash and let him mix me drinks – then drive back in the wee hours of the night/morning, get very little sleep, arrive home in time to take a 30 minute nap and get ready for a concert (where I got the deadly bug bite pictured below) – which rocked, they had donkeys in sombreros there – come home again in the wee hours of the morning and spend a large part of the next week helping someone move (ugh). So yeah, I’ve been abducted by aliens and it was interesting and I did get a lot of great photos, but I’m home now and I plan to spend the rest of this day doing some hard core napping (as if that will happen, my children are still HERE with ME… ugh… where is the Benedryl for them??). Again, I’m sorry I was gone, I’m back now, there were no anal probes, feel free to call me.

Love,
Judy

PS: YES there WILL be more photos of Coco!