Babble on in Babylon

Well, I wanted to call this post “Like a Chicken with It’s Head Cut Off,”  so I went to YouTube to snoop around for an appropriate video representation of that title.

But then I found one, and it wasn’t as funny as I thought it would be, because the animal is dead after all, so maybe I shouldn’t laugh at it.

But I bet it tasted pretty good!

Which brings me full circle, believe it or not, back to the subject of my post.

We came back from Universal Studios in Orlando last Wednesday.  And I’ve just now got the gumption up to resume blobbing.  That’s because, as for me and my house, we ran around like the aforementioned chicken sans head.

Every morning we woke up, lost our heads, and toured the parks like we were brainless pea-fowl.  And every night, we crashed, hard, in our lovely time-share condo, where I was the one deemed most likely to sleep on the living room sofa without complaining about it - at the mercy of anyone who stayed up late (Dad) and anyone who woke up before dawn to throw toys at me (DB, a nephew.)

We had a great time.  I’m sure we looked painful and ridiculous, as the poor chicken did, running around that park all day from ride to ride, but boy, we had a tas-tee time!  Finger lickin’ good.

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