I Am Miranda, and My Mother is Magda

I know, I know, I haven’t written on here in like, TEN DAYS, and I am, like, RUBS at this blogging malarkey, but the thing is, nothing has happened. Well, OK, work has happened, and Piglet catching conjunctivitis has happened. And Piglet spreading his conjunctivitis to Granny, so that Granny wakes up every morning with…

Missing Work Already….

I’m writing this on my mother’s home computer. This means two things: 1.) I may be discovered and 2.) I’m not sure if that is good or bad. I mean, it’s not like anyone reads this blog due to the extreme veil of secrecy surrounding it. Oh well.  Today is my first official day of…