Awww...you all have been stopping by and visiting my pitiful non-updated blog. Thank you.

I've been noticing lately how ingrained Clay has become in my daily life. I wake up with his song in my head, I drink coffee from my Clay mug. I listen to a Clay cd on the drive to work, I smile at his picture on my calendar as I enter my office. I log onto CV and the CH while at work, and checkout the numerous websites I look at each day that are Clay connected. Then, at some point during the day, I inevitably get into a conversation with someone about Clay. Today it was the 30-something, African American, male temp that started on Monday. He saw my calendar and said "Oh, Clay Aiken". I replied "Yes, he's my man". Heee, how comfortable I have become in my fandom. He asked me what Clay was up to now, so of course I told him about the JBT, the JNT05, and the upcoming cd. He wanted to know what type of music he sings, so I tried to explain. Then, as the afternoon wears on, my Clay time declines as I must attend my family duties...pick the kiddies up from school, run errands, take dd to gymnastics, etc. Cooking dinner is not one of the interruptions, since Clay entered my life I don't do much cooking anymore. Then, it's homework and bedtime for the kiddies. Poor dh, where does he fit into this mess? Not much, except for the couple of nights a week when he looks at me and says "are you staying up with Clay or coming to bed with me?" Poor thing, but then I try to make it up to him g. And then, finally, my Clay time is back. I love that time when everyone else is in bed, the tv is shut off, and I can just play on the computer to my heart's content...watching Clack, chatting with friends, reading. Of course this results in me being exhausted because I get to bed so late. But, it's worth it...until the next morning, when I once again wake up with Clay's song in my head...