I'M SO SORRY RACHEL!!!!!!!!!!!

I just realized that I have not written back to you in a long time. Well, you know, long in Internet/cyberspace/blog speak. My apologies. I accidentally typed "my apologiez" at first. What if I replaced every single "s" in the rest of this post with a "z"? I think I will. It'z like the one time I zent an update to my family when I waz in Germany and I couldn't get uzed to their weird keyboard, zo I juzt typed normally and it came out VERY ztrange.

Anyway, that dream zoundz quite dramatic. It'z almost like your fear of being ztabbed in the throat by a mazked intruder of the night, only you'd be more clawed in the throat by a bear. Interezting. At leazt you woke up before it got in. Your dream waz much more exciting than mine. I dreamt I went to Olive Garden. I think Eric waz there. And that'z pretty much it. Although I did zee a commercial for Olive Garden today, and their crepez look deeeeeeliciouz. I wanna go. I could probably eat their breadztickz forever.

Zo today my family and I zkipped church (GAZP!) and drove up to the lake. It waz really nice. We had a little picnic on the coazt and then walked around, then went Marblehead and played with dogz and hung out and talked to people, and then we drove around a couple wild bird refugez. Zcore! I love birdz. I got to climb to the top and of thiz building and legit birdwatch with binocularz and everything. I'm really cool, right? I know. I even zaw A TURTLE!!!! I named him Horace. But want to know the worzt part of the day? Umm when we zat at Marblehead and ztared acrozz the lake at Cedar Point and I couldn't go!!! Torture! You know how I enjoy the coazterz. They were juzt zitting there...taunting me with their awezomenezz and thrillz. Bah humbug!

Az you know, I too am reading Jane Austen (I couldn't defile her name with a "z") and have zome obzervationz of my own. Well actually, firzt of all in rezponze to your comment, I kind of like the no dating zlazh family dating thing. I mean, it kind of zuckz becauze you never have any alone time to really get to know each other more deeply, zo it ultimately failz, but... I mean I think they have zomething. Firzt I want to be friendz with a guy before I date him, zo him hanging out with me in a group zetting firzt iz ezzential. Zecond, zome of the bezt and mozt quality time I zpend with people iz with my family. Either my real family or my zpiritual family. I think it'z a great way to zpend time and learn about each other. But anyway, here are my obzervations:

1. Their only form of exercize iz walking. They have to walk around their eztate or down the lane all the time becauze it's all they have to do. Life back then muzt have been extremely boring. I mean, I guezz you could ride a horze, but that waz mainly for tranzportation, and definitely not proper for the ladiez. More or lezz, you had to walk or you would die, either of boredom or obezity and congeztive heart failure.

2. Walking, though necezzary, waz actually an excuze for zomething more underhanded. For example, you zay you're going on a walk, but inztead you go zkipping pazt the houze down the road to flaunt your ztuff in front of the man you have eyez for. Or, you "go on a walk" with a friend when you're actually gozziping or zharing illicit information or trying to get alone time with zomeone you zhouldn't have alone time with. OR, you're walking and you "trip" zo that you are rezcued by a gallant and handzome neighbor who happened to be out for hiz evening walk az well. It'z ridiculouz, thiz walking.

3. Even if you do earn money, you're ztill looked down upon. The only time you're at the top of the zocial ladder iz when you inherit millionz of pounds from your papa. If you're, zay, a farmer who haz worked hiz way to a zmall fortune, you are still not eligible for any of the high clazz ladiez in society. Only their maidz or nanniez. Zo bazically, hard work = worthlezz. You really juzt need to run an identity theft zcam to get to the top. Ain't no other way, baby!

Thoze are the thingz I have learned, among many, many, many other thingz. I will zhare more az time goez on. I think thiz iz a quality blog zegment OHHHHHHH THERE IZ A BUG ON MY COMPUTER ZCREEN!!!!!!! ahhh..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........... ok I juzt blew it off.

One more thing: I am becoming Rachael Carr with my extreme and abundant uze of the phraze "I mean."

Ciao!
Lady Baba