My apologies

Yes... I have not posted. It happens to be a routine glitch in my memory that I like to call "selective post syndrome..."

Aw, who am I kidding, I'm just a guy and I have a problem paying attention to anything that isn't moving, talking or that isn't pork and saeurkraut. My suggestion to this computer and this site if it wants me to post more often is to take up disguising itself as pork and saeurkraut, playing German Oompah band music, and/or running around the room while I chase it around. It would restore a bit of the challenge to blogging. I need activity/music/the aroma of beer bratwurst to keep my attention span to its maximum of 13.5 seconds.

Either that, or I need my wife. She helps me to stay organized. I realized this past week when Amanda was in North Carolina how much I need my wife in order to not revert to my bachelor days. I experienced a severe attack of Re-Bachelor-Syndrome or (r)BS or just BS if you want to call it that.

Symptoms include:
1. Setting up a tent in your living room, spinning it around until the window of said tent faces the television, watching movies and eating candy from the comfort of your tent.

2. Forgetting to eat (unless German food is involved).

3. Reverting to antisocial habits such as hiding inside your appartment and only leaving to go to work and class.

4. Actually remembering to take your cell phone with you so you won't miss calls from your wife.

5. Forgetting to eat (unless German food is involved).

6. Believing that your pets actually can talk to you and will empathize with your sudden Spousal lack.

7. Becoming excited about (and actually seeking out) things like buying products with an expiration date that falls on your birthday.

Amanda is back, and so I need to go now and look at her so that I can remember why I have agreed not to ever take my marriage to a wonderful person for granted.

A+

Andy