Did you ever have that moment, where someone mentions something to you, and you had totally forgotten that you had told them about it? That, "oh, shi*" moment, when you think to yourself... "Hmmm. Uh oh. (mentally scanning) Is there something I shouldn't have said/done/written about since that person knows about that?!"

Like, when my Dad (Hi Dad! Love you!) mentioned that he can read my blog to keep up with what's new with me, since we don't talk too often on the phone (have I said already, how I detest the telephone? I think yes).

Which, I had forgotten that I had sent him a link for way back when. Ha ha... hah... Yeah! Uhm... Daddy, if you've learned anything about me that you are less than proud of, uh... sorry?

But really - I'm not one for regrets (a great trait, learned from none other than said Daddy), so I'm not really too sorry. The good news is, now maybe you know me a bit better than you might have otherwise, and I just can't find a way to feel bad about that.

And, if you want to turn a "blind eye" to any of my unsavory quirks, I'm ok with that too. Luckily (?) I'm pretty boring, really.