I am soooo sorry, bloggy friends, for getting such a late start today. I was awoken this morning by a text message from my husband (at 9:30) thanking me for putting his lunch in the freezer last night. Said that was a nice touch. Hey, here's another A word for you, Asshole. Why didn't you thaw it out in the microwave before you left for work?
I have known about this challenge for well over a month, and I actually planned on having the whole month done and ready to post, but, you know, I'm me. After I got done crying over frozen soup this morning I laid in bed trying to think of something really good to write about. Obviously I didn't come up with anything. For a while I had thought I was going to write about the crush I had on Ashley Wilkes when I was a little girl, but I figure most people these days don't even know who that is. And it is kind of embarrassing, and I would never want to write about something embarrassing! Oh, and I did finally come to realize what a spineless twit Ashley was...I first saw the movie when I was about 5. By the time I was a teenager I was firmly in the Rhett Butler camp.
I am really nervous about what I am going to find to write about this year. I mean, honestly, how can I top J from last year? But then, I was having a meltdown by the letter U (and you notice how I don't link to that post!). I have a feeling that it may happen a little earlier this year. Before the darn thing had even started people were dropping by and giving me awards...I can't handle the pressure, y'all!
Ok, enough already. I am going to stop and go play a little Dance Central on the kinect (I have upgraded from the wii--by which I mean it is my son's and I asked him to move it to the living room so I could play it) and then I will come back and write B thru H so I won't have to worry about it next week. Hahahaha. Right.
We’re not going anywhere.
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I’ve had a lot of people ask if I’m leaving Texas. I totally support those
who feel like they need to move for their safety or sanity, but I don’t
plan to ...
4 days ago
1 comments:
yeah..right...
I hope you know that it's totally illegal (not to mention bloggily unprofessional) to participate in this challenge while under the influence. So snap that Box O Wine shut and concentrate, woman!
Oh- and I forgot you killed Johnny Cash's dog. Sorry. We can't be friends anymore.
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