Farewell blog friend!

It is with a sad heart that we announce the demise of Musings and Misadventures. M&M passed away peacefully this morning while trying to publish a post. It died doing what it loved best, which is a great comfort to close family, friends and a few guys at Google.

Musings and Misadventures was born on December 6, 2005 and made a huge impact on up to 10 people during its short 2.75 years on Blogger. It chronicled the average life and random misadventures of one Mrs. Dub, who is just like you, only shorter.

M&M was proud to have made many friends in Blogville, including "Save Now," "Edit Layout," and the N key. (Sadly, the N key was killed by Miss Dub in a tragic accident several weeks ago. Our condolences to his family, M, O & P.)

Farewell, dear friend. We've had a great run. But it's time for bigger and better things, like a domain that is much easier to say and spell. Like www.mrsdub.com. We will carry on the great sarcastic spirit of M&M there, but in different colors and better posts. (And quite possibly more parentheses.)

In lieu of flowers, please send blank checks to Mrs. Dub. She'll be happy to fill in the amount for you.

A viewing will be held here until the Web expires in some sort of freak hacker accident.

Coincidence?

The other day I was at Walmart - I know, I know, it's a form of self punishment - when Miss Dub headed over to a bookshelf, grabbed a book and brought it back to me. It was a Harlequin romance titled Dead Sexy. I laughed at the cover and wondered if she had any clue about its contents - namely bad writing, cliché plots and an overdose of sleaze. (Though I must admit I've never read one. Perhaps they're brilliant, albeit raunchy.)

But on Saturday we were out at Barnes and Noble when Miss Dub, who started walking that same day, sauntered away from the children's area, grabbed a book off a shelf and opened it. As I came around the corner, I saw the title: Wild Child, another Harlequin romance from its raciest line of novels.

Uh, should I be worried?