The Perfects

So, being new to this blogging business, I feel a lot of pressure to entertain you all.

I think If I tell you a little more about what is bouncing around in the crazy curly head of mine the next posts will come so much easier.

The thing that inspired me to write a blog in the first place was a really strange suggestion from some of my Twitter friends. "You should write a blog about the perfects!"

I began inundating my tweets with snippets of what my neighbours down the street were doing. Basically ALL they have been doing is shoveling or sweeping their driveway since Snowmaggedon started in early December. Oddly, a huge number of the folks in my "Twitterverse" began asking about the "perfects" if I didn't update on a regular basis. My most recent request came to me like this...."I love your updates about the Perfects. Give them alliterative first names. Keep those updates coming". So, now I need to name them.

Oh, the stress of giving them the perfect names!!

I think the "perfects" are so interesting because they are so UN-interesting. I also think that we all know a set, and in some deep dark corner of our imperfect existence we would like to be like them. Weird, I know. But why else are we all so fascinated with them?

So, micro blogging about the "perfects" seems the best medium for them right now. Don't worry...they'll keep us entertained all year round. She gardens in the summer....and they also let their perfect spawn outside then.

But in the meantime, and at the moment...their driveway looks like crap.

And I like that.