A Wordle and a Word About Buffie and Mike

It's a Wordle! Hey, don't blame me this time for the goofy post. This time it's all on Gigi's head for showing me her newest blog toy. And because I find myself ultra bored this a.m. (no blogs to read people!) I decided to hop on over to Wordle and make my own. Bridget did it one way, by just putting in her blog's URL address and letting Wordle pick her most used words. I went one step further (ooh, surprise!) and copied and pasted text from some of my favorite posts of the past and let Wordle do its thing.

This is what it came up with, and with just a tiny bit of aesthetic tweaking from me and a whole bunch of saving help from Bridget.

This was a fun little project until I realized I couldn't save the darn thing to my computer no matter what I did. Not sure if that's a MAC thing, or a Wordle thing, or I'm- an- idiot thing. In any case, Bridget swooped down off her perch and helped me out once again. Thanks Gigi! Love ya girl!

And let me take a moment to give you a quick update on our beloved Buffie and her hubby, Mike.  As of yesterday, Buffie's best friend Janet (who is a major sweetie pie) kidnapped Buffie from the hospital (at Mike's request) and brought her home for a good night of peace and relaxation.  According to Janet, Buffie was dead on her feet, both from tending to Mike and not getting any sleep at all for two nights running.  It's no wonder that a sleep-deprived and loopy Buffie left the hospital WITHOUT her laptop, which is why we haven't heard from her today.  Mike, although in pain, is doing remarkably well.  Here's a picture of him 24 hours post-op, standing up before taking a stroll of the hallway.  Amazing!  GO MIKE!  I love ya, you sexy thang, you!