In a Bind. Way Behind.

The Who aren't worried
about bears.

 You may have noticed a marked lack of striking by the big mouth these days... Well, it's only because I am pretty much working my large round derriere off... (If only that were possible!) Because of the way I am, it has caused my mind to do things like sing, "There's ain't no bears in there," when I'm walking into my office, and think repeatedly of the line from the Charlie Daniels Band, "He was in a bind and he was way behind..."

Best Charlie Daniels line ever:
"Chicken in the bread pan picking out dough."

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, I am so so so thankful for the work. I truly enjoy it, and this time last year my business was pretty much in the crapper, despite retaining a couple of very good and faithful clients. So, again... thankful. Grateful. Thrilled. Also, tired. But it's a good tired.

Anyway, all that was just to let you know ... This big mouth will be doing a bit less striking for a while. It doesn't mean I don't love you... just that I'm whittling away at my giant posterior via work.