WARNING: CUTE BABY POST

Today I almost wrote one of those awful "I have nothing to blog about" blog posts. Yes, I know, it's sad but true. I was actually two paragraphs into it before I realized I wold rather claw my eyes out than read such a post, and that it wouldn't be fair to inflict one on you. I sat at my computer, staring at the screen, trying to think of something else to say, other than the fact I have nothing to say. I thought about writing on how Barney Frank should be helping the equal rights cause instead of acting like an old bitter queen. I thought about defending Obama's peace prize win, even though I was a bit taken aback by it myself. Of course, then I realized that if I was going to tackle stale topics I might as well just write about who is cuter: Luke or Han. I was always a Luke girl myself, I don't care what anyone says. He was the Jedi, none of it would have happened without him, so just shut it about Han's smoldering looks and charisma. I don't want to hear it.

I think you can all see my dilemma.

So, what, I am sure you are asking, is the point of this post. Have I tricked you into reading a post about how I have nothing to write about, by writing about how much I hate such posts? Well, kinda, but it's worth it, because, without further ado I give you -- wait for it -- MEG IN HATS!!!

One hat...

Two hat.

Red(ish) hat...

Blue hat.

Some hats have birds...

And some are birds.

And some will fit a little later.

Yeah, I know it's a cop out, but I figure since Meg is the reason I have nothing to say (I mean, other than silly baby goop), she might as well pull her weight and help me out with a post. I think it's only fair. After all, I made Sally wear hats after she ate our sofa.

Yeah, okay, I'll keep this post to show to Meg's therapist later. I'll put it in the file with the others...