Wednesday, January 13, 2010


Every night I am always thinking ahead to what I am going to blog about the next day.  Sometimes I get a great idea and then by morning I have either forgotten about it or something else comes up that seems more interesting.  Last night, as I got into the bath to finally take care of my other feminine hygiene obligations, to mow the forest where my legs should have been, I was thinking about how easy life was when we were children, no responsibilites except to decide what toy to play with the next day.  We were taken care of by our parents, didn't have to worry how we were going to pay the rent or where the next meal was going to come from.  Before we cared what other people thought of us and the despair of not 'fitting in'.

And then...I wake this morning and with cup of coffee in hand sit down to read new posts by the bloggers that I follow.  Much to my surprise, and delight, Apryl at So F*cking Fabulous I Piss Glitter said almost what I was thinking in what was probably a much more creative way than I could have come up with.  Even though she said I could still write about it too, I am gonna let her have this one. ;)

But now, I am left with trying to figure out something creative and interesting to blog about.  So much pressure!  I can feel you just waiting in anticipation of what next great piece of verbiage I am going to come up with. 

I could write about my daughter and how much she loves to brush her own teeth.  She gets mad if we try to do it for her but we know at 16 months she is most definitely not doing it properly.  Oh she has the front brushing down pat, but doesn't get the back ones or behind very well. 

Or I could write about the fact that all I can smell right now is poop and I don't know where it's coming from.  There are no dirty diapers sitting out, at least not that I can see...and I am pretty sure I washed my where the heck is it coming from?  Not on the bottom of my shoes, not on my clothes.  And I did shower this morning.  I frickin' hate mystery smells. 

The temper tantrum princess is having some quiet time in her bedroom right now, but it's not so quiet.  She is moaning and whining, little bursts of frustration waft from her bedroom...and I will not give in.  I am on to her little games and God-willing, will put a stop to it early.  It's probably just wishful thinking, but a girl can dream can't she?

So see, I just don't have much to write about now.  You could just mosey on over to Apryl's blog and have a boo at what I was essentially thinking...but was too slow to the punch. 

Great minds think alike!!!!!!

Enjoy your day!


  1. I think your post about having nothing to post was actually longer than mine! Haha you win ;-)

  2. Oh goodness girls! You two are both much better bloggers than I could ever imagine being (I've lost all my writing abilities somewhere along the line) I think you both win!

  3. Thanks Kendra...but I think Apryl is far more creative in her musings. I am not sure how this became a contest though. ;) hahahahaha
    And I love reading your posts!!!!!


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