Mucho. Matcha. Mochita. Oh, my.

Did y'all know our little Kelly (Cheryl ::sighs:: to think we knew her when! ;) is becoming a world-famous blogger extraordinaire? Really! Check out the link, above, (click on the post title, it's linked) if you don't believe me! She's got her very own domain name (http://www.mochamomma.com) and all! (Cheryl ::sighs:: that she wants some of Kelly's readership and site design! ;) Of course, we BAGs never do anything halfway, do we? We are our own little, twenty-something mom to middle-aged fart (or would that be "tart?"), female (well, mostly) Dead Poets Society.

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I wanted to live deep and suck all the marrow of life....

-- Henry David Thoreau, author of Walden

That would be us...sucking all the marrow of life while trying not to choke on the bone! What? You thought that would take you someplace else? Sorry! (Go ahead...try typing "www.someplaceelse.com" into your browser. It must be an internet quirk, sort of like this.)

Three cheers for Kelly! May you live long, prosper, be properly paid for your wit, wisdom and writing (it's visually alliterative, anyway) and spare at least a day or two each year for the peeps who still reside in the vicinity of your humble and lowly beginnings! ROFLMSAO!



I got an e-mail today from Boca Java. No, I'm not going to send you directly to Boca Java, Silly! If you click through from my site and buy something, I think I get credit or money or something. I don't know what but something good happens. Something good always happens when I pull out my magic wand, click my ruby-encrusted heels together and.... No, wait. That's another post on another blog. Anyway, the e-mail from Boca Java directed me to the Boca Java Tea Infusion Line. What should greet my wondering eyes but a 30 gm. tin of their Traditional Matcha. It was all I could do to stifle a piercing cry. I choked back a sob.

My, but that 'Matcha' Gift Set reminded me of our own Lil' Kelly, our Mocha, our Capuccina, our very own Princess Leia! I drifted back in time to a simpler, gentler time when life was, well, gayer! My mind harkened back to yesteryear, to those long, sultry Sunday evenings spent embarassing and generally pissing people off in Gar's Room on Gamehouse. Oh, those were the days, my friends!

But life goes on and we learn and we grow and we sometimes drift apart. Kelly, as you're accepting your Koufax Award someday, please feel a tiny pang for the little people who "knew you when" but will love you always!

***Special and genuine thanks to someone I never met who writes at firedoglake for the list of winners!*** (If I'm not properly citing you, please let me know?)

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