Nagging
Dear Daily Blonde:
Where the hell have you been, woman? BlogHer Ads wrote to you today and said that they noticed you haven’t posted on your blog in two weeks. That means they’re close to ditching you and you won’t get any more of those ads that look pretty darned professional on your really immature blog.
Sincerely,
Your nagging conscience
Dear Nag:
Ugh. Tell BlogHer I’m sorry. I had to take a hiatus because I was moving. It’s been weeks since I’ve had a good night’s sleep. Now I’m trying to find that stuff that makes the dark circles appear more minimized — or so I believed when the cosmetic chick talked me into it.
I’m living amidst boxes. We have cable and Internet though…and food. What more do we need?
Can’t find the pots and pans but the microwave has been doing a great job. So has Domino’s Pizza. Although, what’s up with that super spicy I-just-had-twenty-cloves-of-garlic crust and the new sauce laced with acid? Not a fan.
Anyway, that’s what’s going on with my blog. I’ve been ignoring it. Not that I haven’t had anything to say…..certainly moving is an adventure and there probably was plenty for me to blog about. But does anyone really care about the stupid thing I said to the moving men? Probably not.
Two moving men were carrying out the box spring to my bed. It’s 3 years old. I saw a small crack in the wood slats (is that what they are called?) as they were walking by.
In my usual horse’s ass manner of speaking I blurted out, “Wow, that’s sort of broken. Did I do that? I haven’t been in a relationship in awhile….”
They walked a bit faster. Way to go, girl. Nice way of letting people know that there hasn’t been any mambo going on here.
Oh, well, they are moving men. I’m sure they’ve heard or seen worse.
That’s it. That’s what’s been going on. I’ve been packing, unpacking, saying stupid stuff and walking into walls because I’m exhausted.
Tell BlogHer I’m back and I promise to post more often….even if it is just me rambling on with no point.
Sincerely,
TDB
sometimes, ghost whisperer is very scary specially when she see those ghots..”,
Jennifer Love Hewitt of Ghost Whisperer is very pretty.~’`
I knew you couldn't make i without some sort of in-you-end-oh. Love it.
Welcome back. I am sure they, and I know I, am glad to "see" you again.
"Did I do that? "
Sometimes a more subtle approach works better with men who are not necessarily carrying a pen. Like which one of you is the single one looking for a good time. A woman who acknowledges that she can break her bed is somewhat frightening for most mens egos.
Wondering where you'd gone to. Blogging is difficult stuff, especially when life keeps going on.
Love the bed comment. Hilarious!
LOL. Put down the chainsaw and pizza, and back away slooowly. There's a good girl. Good girl. Gooood girl. Steady now. Want me to call in some version of the Ghost Whisperer to help you get settled in? The Crate Whisperer, perhaps?
Ha, sauce laced with acid. New Dominoes gripes. Hilarious.
I love what you said to the moving guys! I’m glad I’m not the only one to blurt stuff like that! lol Good luck settling in and I’ll look forward to more from you soon.