I really have nothing to say in relation to that, I just wanted to say “lend me your rears.”
You may or may not have noticed an absence of posts here. I’ve been lazy and tired, suffering from holiday blues, and catching up on all the TV shows on my DVR. And I was in the kitchen a lot of the time, baking cookies and stuff. My well of clever post ideas dried up, and then the well itself crumbled into a pile of unattractive ruins.
Meanwhile, you people have become insanely prolific over the past few weeks. What the fuck? Every day I get a metric assload of email notifications about new posts (I’m using the metric measurement for the benefit of our non-American readers, by the way—you’re welcome). How am I supposed keep up with all of you? Contrary to popular belief, I am, in fact, a mere mortal. So cut a sister a break.
But enough about me. How are YOU?
That is a great title
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I’m fine, and busy as you. How do these really active bloggers keep it up? Don’t they need to sleep or work or something? I don’t get it.
Whassup, NBI !! I know, what kind of speed are these people taking? I mean, I can be active too, but for fuck’s sake, give us time to catch up!
I survived the holidays…!
Glad you did as well. I read today that you’ll have gig with ACoF; looking forward to it.
Glad you survived, TAE — I did too. And now it’s over! Yes, Le Clown and I will be dispensing all sorts of unsavory advice. It should be both entertaining and traumatizing.
P.S.: I need your mailing address. Please return my ears as soon as you can, though.
I’ll be a good sport, I’ll let you keep your ears AND your rear! And I’ll send you an email.
Oh…ha. Me totes read “ears”…obviously, me trapped in a closed circuit. Dang.
I am looking forward to rearing from you.
Catching up on TV shows on DVR is important. I have done the same thing many times. But I can’t give you my rear. How would I be able to sit on my arse and watch my shows if I did?
See, this is why you’re a medical professional, Carrie. You understand why certain body parts are crucial.
For sure.
Missing a me some Weebles!
Awww, thanks, Nancy! I’ve missed you too–and you’re one of the bloggers who I need to keep up with more. I’ll need to start chugging more coffee.
Wait…it’s not really our rears Julius was asking for? What else could it be? I got nothin’ but my rear to get in gear! I’m so confused…
You’re a better woman than I, dear Madame. This year, no cookies, glazed nuts or caramel sauce for anyone. I think I’ve forgotten where my stove is! Happy new year, my friend! xoxoM
I know, I was so disappointed when I found out it was “ears.” Although have you watched the mini-series “Rome” with Ciaran Hinds as Caesar? I would gladly lend him my rear.
Wait, that sounded really dirty. Although I’m not really sure how else it could sound. Never mind.
Sometimes you need a break from the holiday cooking, Margarita—I applaud your choice NOT to use the kitchen. Happy new year to you too, lady!!
No, I haven’t watched that mini-series. Is it one of the HBO/SHO ones? On Netflix yet? I know my sweet husband would be on that rear…errrr ear… at in no time flat! xoxoM
It was on HBO, yes. I assume it’s on Netflix because it was originally aired several years ago. Plenty of nudity and eye candy for both you and the husband!
I guess plenty of rears. Yaayyyy!!! We’ll check Netflix! Thanks for the tip! xoxoM
Weebsey, where you been girl? Glad to see you and pass the cookies. Happy 2013. xo
Hiya B! Happy New Year! I’ll be along to visit you soon!
What are you watching on DVR?
I just discovered the horribly wonderful world of Law and Order SVU on netflix. It’s like crack.
Oh, I know, Mike–we just discovered the treasure trove of Dr. Who on Amazon online. Also like crack. And L&O: SVU is one of my favorites. I’ll have to investigate the Netflix joy.
Should I do it? Should I start watching Dr. Who? I’ve held out for so long…
I wholeheartedly recommend it. I held out for ages too, and once I started watching, I was hooked. HOOKED.
Sick. I am sick, but writing and editing away as usual. Please don’t hate me. I’m doing it from the couch, and look like I have the plague. It’s not pretty, and neither am I right now.
Good lord, woman, you’re one of the people I really have trouble keeping up with, with all your interesting writing and stuff. However, I hope you feel much better very soon.
Thanks, and that makes two of us. If this keeps up, I will look bad enough to scare small children and animals.
Eeep. Surely you you exaggerate, ma’am!
The mirrors are covered in my house. That is all.
I grew a tail and have skin tags that look like Stonehenge. You’re welcome
I’m strangely turned on right now.
Hmm. I’m watching “J. Edgar” and suddenly I have this urge to lick old-man neck.
Are we talking Bill Nighy old or REALLY old?
um…Ernest Borgnine old.
Dear Weebles,
Fuck off. I really have nothing to say in relation to that, I just wanted to say “fuck off”. If you feel like venturing outside, you should catch This is 40, if it is only for Charlyne Yi. I laughed so hard that I peed on Sara. Which is not true, as Sara will read this and will punch my face.
Le Clown
Charlyne Yi was the only good thing about the last seasons of House. She’s awesome. And fuck you too.
What are you going to do with our rears once we lend them to you?
I was thinking of making a collage. You just don’t see a lot of buttock art out there anymore. Not since Mapplethorpe, anyway.
I was thinking about you (truly!) on New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day, and the day after New Year’s. Why? Because I was loading mashed potatoes into my pie hole, along with pork and sauerkraut, in the hopes of becoming prosperous in the New Year. They were buttery and yummy. And I realized you haven’t posted much, and I missed you, and I probably should have made a statue out of the potatoes.
Hi Maddie! I’m droolingly envious of your New Year’s mashed potatoes. You will surely have the BEST YEAR EVER now. I dig pork & sauerkraut too, I bet it was delicious! And so sweet of you to notice my absence. Next time I make mashed potatoes, I will share them with you.
Weebs, Oh, I’ve missed you. But I understand everyone needs a break. What the fuck is right. I can’t keep up either. I’m glad you got to relax and catch up on TV. Sounds fun. I wish I would have done more of that. It’s good to unplug, isn’t it? I think the only way I can do it is the leave the house and go out of town. So, good for you Weebs!
Hello Bumble!! Right, who can keep up with all these people? Yourself included, btw, you’re not off the hook. I advise you to find some way of unplugging and turning into as big a potato as possible. It’s good for the soul!
Weebs, you’re right. My new nickname is Miss Blogalot. All I can think about is my next post (sort of kidding)…I need help! I want to be you, Weebs!!
I love that, Miss Blogalot! You don’t want to be me, sister, trust me. If you were me, your butt would be soldered to the couch cushion. It’s not pretty.
I have been sitting on my rear quite a bit recently, but if you will walk it regularly I will gladly lend it to you
I will take it for walks and maybe occasionally we’ll go for coffee, Vickie.
I expect my rear back please.
Life in here is crazy, I thought it was Monday yesterday and kinda fucked someone’s life asking them to do something that take 5 by Friday, I realized it was Thursday today but I’m not taking back what I said, that’s the kind of asshole I am with my employees.
Holiday weeks always fuck with my sense of schedule too. And I salute your assholery with your employees. Sometimes it has to be done. I tried not to do it too often but sometimes it’s fun for shits and giggles. I’ll take good care of your rear, I promise.
I gotta be honest…things were looking pretty bleak without any Weebles in my reader, but all is right in the world again. Thank you for that.
Brother, I’ve missed you. I needed to come back if only to see your stormtrooper Gravatar again.
I do make it look good, don’t I?
You so do.
Madame, you are not a mere mortal. I refuse to believe it. I could have sworn I saw you fly over Texas on a unicorn shouting fuck something on New Year’s Eve!
(I just wanted to say Texas on a unicorn shouting fuck) for no reason, really.
You saw that?? I’m so glad, I didn’t think anyone saw or heard me! What a relief. Happy New Year, Honie!
Yeah, why you didn’t stop in. We could have had a New Year’s Hootenanny
The unicorn was a rental, wasn’t it? And you had to return it before the sun came up and you probably still had to go to Canada. I understand. Next time I’ll lend you my broom! HA! (not my rear)
He was a rental, and Hertz told me he would turn into a pumpkin if I didn’t return him before dawn. Next time I’ll borrow the broom!
You are welcome to my rear or my ear any time Weebs. Or both.
You’re my kind of woman, Elyse.
Not really. My rear is not all it’s cracked up to be.
Neither is mine. That’s why you’re my kind of woman.
I’ve tried selling my rear on eBay. Didn’t work.
Put it in the city-wide car boot sale. That didn’t work either.
I thought about putting it in the FREE box on the corner….but what if…???
Don’t say it.
Just. Don’t. Say. It.
I would have bid on your rear if I had seen the sale. Did you have a Buy It Now option? Also, I like your new Gravatar photo very much.
My rear has been sufficiently fattened these last few weeks. It is now a good counterbalance for my fingers, which has been made extra strong by multiple blog posts. Thanks for asking.
I know what you mean, lady. My rear has also been sufficiently cushioned. But at least you have the counterbalance, which is nice! Happy New Year, T!
I hear you. I put out one new post a week and I still need an end-o’-the-year vaycay.
It’s all relative, Mike—we all put a lot of energy into our posts, and reading and commenting on other blogs, it takes a lot out of a person, don’t it? Say hi to the Weeble Boys for me!
Corky and Cornelius say hi.
So does my boy, by the way. He has told me more than once that he’s glad he picked your name out of the hat in that Sarah Gives Thanks drawing.
Awww, so sweet! Tell him I’m glad he did too!
Will do!
Also, I love that one of them is named Cornelius.
I actually posted today for the first time in over a week. I was not, however, baking cookies. I ate a few, though. My rear can attest to that!
My rear, which can attest to many cookie samplings, salutes yours, javaj!
We were worried my dear Madame. We missed you…
I’m following too many blogs myself. Staying up late to check them out…
Thanks, Herman! I’ve missed you and Mr. Bowie, so I’ve tried to keep up with what the two of you are doing. But it’s time consuming sometimes, isn’t it??
Welcome back! Good job with the cookies and the DVR – somebody’s gotta do it.
Love the title, but my rear is more or less permanently glued to this chair. I’ll lend you my rear if you’ll lend me a crowbar.
Someone will have to pry my own rear off the couch, but when that happens, I’ll come over to assist you, Diane.
Super Fabuloso! I was wondering where the Weebs went…and now I know…
I get ya on the massive inbox notifications.
Please take my rear anytime…
Greetings, my future wife! I’ll bring up the rear for you.
No butts about it, I’m doing well.
I’m so glad, John. I’m behind on your blog posts, I’ll make sure I get to the bottom of things.
Ah, good to see you back.
Everyone I knows seems ready to get back into a routine after the traditional holiday overloads. And I’d bet a lot of us are now packing a few extra pounds on our rears. So they might be a bit heavy—careful with your back if you try to pick them up!
My typing abilities must have hit the road over the break. *I know* !
I knew what you meant, it’s all good!
That’s true, JM, but I’m not worried because my own backside is carrying a few holiday pounds too. So I think I have sufficient ballast to carry the load. Looking forward to the next chapter of Meghan’s story!!
Weeb!!!! … It’s you!!!
Enough about you because you asked. As for me, besides missing your presence, I’m still dealing with the idea that I am no longer leader of a nation.
PS: The best describes it.
http://afrankangle.wordpress.com/2012/12/27/on-12-flurries-of-christmas/
Excellent. I shall read and catch up!
I know, I heard the news, Frank, and I have to track back and read everything! I offer you my heartfelt congratulations and condolences. The citizens of Non-FP Nation will survive but I know they’ll miss you very much.
Thank you Weebs, No need to track back … just making sure you heard.
Lending you my rear is one thing, but will you give it back, or are you one of these people who never gives back what they borrow? Okay, so here’s how it’ll go. I’ll lend you my rear for three weeks and then if I don’t get it back you have to pay a fine. (Do you have rear-end library fines in that land you you live in?) If you don’t pay the fine on time, that might put you in arrears, and I know you wouldn’t like that.
The alternative is for me to lend you my pears (cleverly pronounced ‘peers’ as in peers over the fruit tree and can’t see a fucking thing), but I haven’t any.
Welcome back. Happy new year.
Val!! So good to see you! I will promptly return your rear, so as not to be in arrears. I would never take years, unlike some of my peers. Cheers!
My rear, I’m quite happy with. Can I send you a bit of my stomach instead?
I’m good – but also quite busy. Trying to write posts but finding it difficult because everyone else is posting and commenting and my brain says I have to read those first!
I have the same problem, faith, I always get caught up in reading and commenting, and then I don’t have enough brain power to write a post myself. There are worse problems to have, of course. I’ll take your stomach if you’d like, I’m sure there are people who wouldn’t mind a transplant of some additional padding in various places
It also doesn’t help that when one comments on the post of a popular blogger, such as Le Clown or your good self, one gets a gazillion emails from the comments made by all the other people reading that blogger!
But yeah, we should be able to share around our excess padding. Like organ transplants, but it’s fat transplants instead, so someone who’s underweight could be given fat from someone who’s over-weight to balance things up. I did see some TV programme ages ago (or might have read about it) where celebs could have liposuction on, say, their tummy, and have the removed fat inject back into their bodies where they wanted, like their bottom or their boobs. The fat would disperse a bit, but mostly stay where it was wanted. A lot safer than going for a breast implant that might turn out to be dangerous!
Consider my rear a keeper. xo
Oh, I’ve already claimed your ass as mine, sister.
I’m still waiting to see how my tea time with Weebs turned out. I’m starting to worry. Does something awful happen? Do I die?
I would never kill you off. Never! You end up quite fine at the end of the party. I can’t say the same for the pack of goons you fought off single-handedly, though.
About frigging time, woman. And I mean that in the most tasteful and dignified manner possible. Glad to see your signature weeb massacre again. -Nikki
And I have taken your comment in the most tasteful and dignified manner possible! How the fuck are you, Nikki? I hope all is well, I’m glad to see you too!!
Peachy keen! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Hope you and yours are well and that you’re busy advocating the hell out of people these days. -wink
just dandy
Can’t ask for anything more than being dandy, LouAnn. Happy New Year!
Write a review for one of the shows you be watchin’! I don’t really talk like that but like your title, it felt like the right thing to say.
Sometimes it’s just fitting to say certain things in certain ways, you know? There are a few train wreck shows I watch that might be review-worthy. I’ll have to ponder this. Thanks Tim!
Post! Post! Post! Post!
Just kidding. Glad to hear some words from you though.
Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay!
And thanks!!
Happy to lend you my rear – so long as you return it, gently used, but somehow smaller and firmer where it needs to be firmer. Oh, and get rid of the ass dimples, ok?
Also a bit behind (get it, get it, eh? EH?) on my reading. It’s a new year. There’s time…
Oh, I have plans for your rear, my dear.
get on it! um…. the plans, that is….
By metric, do you mean Metric?
Either way, Canada loves you.
Good lord, am I out of the music loop. I never heard of Metric before, so thank you for the video link. I’ll have to catch up with what you kids today are listening to. And thanks, Ross–MWAH to you and Canada!
Hey Weebs, sorry it’s taken so long. You know…work and stuff. Well, I’m doing great, thanks for asking. I have a new schedule for post….I’ve stuck to it so far…..(for one week). I’m excited to hear from you. Hope all is well. Get to reading…you got some catching up to do.
(I had to throw that in there.)
You might be #1 on my list of Bloggers I Can’t Keep Up With, sir. So much writing! I’ll camp out at your place today and see what I’ve missed out in. I’ll bring the Pepsi.
Cool, Thanks. And some of it is even good! I’m excited to see what you think.
Fine. *lightly pats behind*
Are you posting ship-to-shore now?? WTF?? **playful boob grab**
As long as you pop up occasionally, I guess we can let it slide…
Hope the winter blahs slough off soon enough.
You’re coming surfing this summer, right?
Oh hellz yeah, I’m ready to hang ten right now!
I’m fanfuckingtastic, Weebles. Thanks for asking. I’m geared up to see what you and Le Clown got brewin!
Awesome, Adam! I need to spend some time on your blog very soon. The Clown and I will be cooking up some good stuff, so I’m glad you’re joining us for that.
Cool. Check you soon, yo!
Holla!
Still think you’re awesome!
Bless you! I need to camp out at your blog too, by the way… I am way behind (you should pardon the pun) on it!
I’m too poor to afford a DVR. I had a VCR. It died. I’m okay with that. I’d rather write than sit like a slack-jawed sloth in front of my TV, a TV so decrepit the aspect ratio cuts off what’s happening on the left and right sides of the frame. In fact, my TV is such a fossil with a screen the size of an Etch-a-sketch, I’m not very sure about what’s going on at the top or bottom of the frame, either. I’m okay with that, too. Then I realized that my TV has begun to unintentionally censor how it shows nudity. It primarily shows flesh but none of the action parts. I care about that. This abomination has made me reach my breaking point with it, so it now sits in my hovel shut off. If my TV was not as mobile as a pygmy made from solid brick, I’d decorate the sidewalk in front of my building with it. Fortunately for both of us, your despair has inspired me to pursue a selfless act of altruism with it instead. The obvious solution to your writer’s block situation is that we simply swap TV’s. I’ll even gift you with my dead VCR and I’ll take that DVR off your hands too. If you lack the words to express your gratitude, I understand. I’m okay with letting you pay my cable bill.
Speaking of yet another person whose blog I’m behind on, hello V! Welcome back! You have a truly bizarre and unique TV—poor thing, it’s probably so confused with all the newfangled shows today. Still, there’s no excuse for not showing the good stuff. No excuse at all. I can’t say I’m ready to give up my DVR, but I say we should have a telethon to get you a new TV and DVR with all the trimmings.
Weebs, whenever you get around to visiting my site, rest assured that since I have a busy life in The Real World you will not be inundated with an avalanche of new posts from me. As for my silenced and darkened TV, it has never been exposed to those newfangled shows. In fact, I have a relatively low tolerance for most oldfangled shows as well, so slam the breaks on the telethon. I’m the type that likes to do rather than watch.
Weebs,
Ease into it. Fuck everything else.
The pace will set itself. Somehow things have gotten hectic. Work has a way of interfering with blogging. Fuck work! Wait…you have a good job. Never mind.
I expect huge things from you. How’s that for pressure?
I’m done.
Red
I like your style, Red. I truly do. Except for the whole expecting huge things of me. That could be a problem. I warn you, you could be profoundly disappointed…
Enjoy the down time….that’s what the holidays are for….but we’ll expect miraculous posts upon your full return!!
No pressure there at all, Poly! None at all!
I’m sure you can handle the challenge!!
Baking cookies is an awesome way to spend your time, so no worries. The holidays mess with everyone’s brains. I’ve done quite a few reposts lately (and I might do more). We’ll still be here when the blogging muse decides to curse, er, bless you with more ideas.
This pleases me greatly, purplemary. I hope you enjoyed your holidays!
Is it just me, or do you feel guilty if you don’t read the metric assload of email notifications you get? I just asked Le Clown how he does it. I’ll ask you the same. How do you do it? I can’t keep up. What is a girl to do? Once your ass is off the couch and the DVR is turned off, how do you plan to keep up with posting, reading, and commenting? I need blogging guidance!
Hi Robin! It’s a challenge for a lot of us, isn’t it. I feel incredibly guilty if I don’t read the posts from the notifications. And then there are the blogs I see only in my WP Reader but don’t get emails for. I follow a few hundred blogs, which I realize is insane. But there are so many good writers out there. But as I get more followers and commenters, it is hard to keep up with all of their blogs. So I need to be more judicious, probably. It can take me a few hours to answer comments on my own blog, and then a few more hours reading and commenting on other blogs. I try to fit them all in but it’s getting tougher. I try to at least ‘like’ posts when I’ve read them, even if I don’t comment. Especially for more prolific bloggers. With bloggers who don’t post that often, I try to comment on as many posts as I can. So many posts, so little time. That’s the curse of all of us being so fabulous.
That is exactly the problem. Too many of us fabulous bloggers. I am trying to scale back on the number I follow, but then add three more behind them. Geez, Louise. If I want to get my book finished (and I do), then I need to scale back. Ouch. That is going to hurt.
I know what you mean. I try to scale back and then I read few posts and I’m right where I started. It’s a tough balancing act. Also, I don’t want anyone to feel neglected or snubbed, and I want to read as many people as possible. But it really is impossible to do it all. Sigh.
Do you have a paying job? Or are you making millions off your blog?
Ha! Millions off my blog. I like you, Robin. You’re funny.
I like you too MW.
In your limited time, Robin, read my “Are You With Me” post!
It’s worth the read, Robin!
Like everyone else is saying, that title got me to click even before I realized it was you which would have ensured a click regardless!
And I call bullshit. Where are the pictures of the cookies then if you were baking so much?! Show meeeeee
You’re right, “pictures or it didn’t happen.” Stand by, I will provide photographic proof for you…..
Check it out: Oatmeal raisin, chocolate chip, peanut butter, chocolate toffee, chocolate raisin clusters, chocolate mint, iced lemon, and snickerdoodles. Ba-ZING!
YES.
See above, sister. Cookies!
They look SO GOOD!!
Cookie Monster!!! Nom, nom, nom, nom!!!
Consider my rear lended Madame! Hope the well hasn’t crumbled completely. If it has totally crumbled, I suggest you rebuild it out of frosting and leftover cookies.
Now THAT is a fantastic idea, nekkid. A well made of frosting and leftover cookies…what could be more inspiring than that???
Perfect really, as long as you are planning on filling it with milk and not water…and of course provided you don’t mind having to replace the well once you and your friends have eaten it!
I’ve been wondering where you were! I hear you on the well running dry, I’ve been blogging for over 2 and half years and it’s happened more times than I care to admit.
Isn’t it awful, though? Keeping up with all the blogging…it really is incredibly time consuming. I had to cut back considerably. There is just no way to visit all the great blogs out there and leave thoughtful comments on a consistent basis unless it was a full time paid gig! I follow over 60 blogs for god’s sake. Then I try to visit everyone who comments because that connection is the best part of blogging. But then there’s no time to actually write your OWN post!
You have the same problem that I have, I see. It’s brutal! Too many people! And I still have to put the finishing touches on the report of our tea. You naughty, naughty girl, you.
There you are! I struggle with the amount on my reader too but when there’s a name/gravatar missing for any length of time I wonder where you are. My junk box on my email got so bad I actually opened another account just for WP so I know nothing important will be lost in the mailstorm!
I’m sure you’ll find another well of ideas at some point…till then relax and bake cakes (then send some over to me)
xox
Hi Mel! We all struggle with the work-life-blog balance, I see! Good to see you, say hi to Blackadder for me.
hehe He’s back in his box now, finished all 4 series and the specials (had forgotten about ‘back and forth’!) I’ll say hi to him again next time he’s out
Metric assloads are very annoying. I’ve been fine my dear Weebles. Well, I say fine but I did age over Christmas, specifically ON Christmas Day which always presents the problem of having people round the house when you don’t want them there and would rather be watching TV. VERY annoying! But otherwise, I’m perfectly fine!
I love the phrase ‘lend me your rears’. I’m not gonna lie, I will steal it.
Christmas Day is like that, isn’t it. Everyone visiting while you’re saying, “Shut up! I want to read the book I got for Christmas and I want to watch television and eat cookies in peace!” I hear this, Bennie. I do. And please do steal the “lend me your rears” line. I can’t imagine I’m not the first person to use that line, so I’m sure I’ve inadvertently stolen it from someone else.
just saying hello there Weebs. My rear is too bootylicious and well, Mr Ubs won’t let you have it. haa haa.
Hi A! I guess I can’t really argue with Mr. Ubs having dibs on your rear. But I still say it’s not fair.
Too much time? The Devil makes work for idle hands.
He (or she, I’m not sexist) certainly does, sir. He/she certainly does.
I resent your mention of the metric system. As a proud American, I don’t go for foreign rulers.
Rulers–get it? Oh, mercy!
OH NO YOU DI’INT! Good one, Smak. And hey, I figured I’d throw the non-Americans a bone. The Trickle Down Theory, you know.
As you might expect, I have been busy taking naps.
If you find an extra good rear, let me know. I’m in need of a replacement.
Oh, and Happy New Rear to you. (I’ve just been waiting to say that.)
Bottoms up, Curmudgeon!
How many rears can one woman handle?
Nice to have you back, Weebles. I was baking too.
Ps: plenty of audacious mediaeval rears at my place today.
Excellent! I shall be right over!
I packed on so much extra rear I’m going to give you some if you promise NOT to give it back. I will still have plenty left to sit on while I continue cleaning up my PVR as I sit with my laptop trying to get caught up with blogs & comments (as well as trying to compose some posts of my own).
All righty, benzeknees, I’m sure I can find a way to “lose” your extra rear so that I can’t return it to you. As long as you have enough to be comfy. Watching television without sufficient padding isn’t fun. And I hear you on the blog catchup–it’s a bitch sometimes, ain’t it??
I’m really late to the party here, but wanted to stop by and just say “Hi.” Great looking cookies, BTW.
Hi Cathy!!! You are never late to the party. And thanks! I had fun baking this year!
If it makes you feel any better I haven’t been fucked to write anything either. I hate the holidays, it’s like forced happiness.
If someone said:
“BE HAPPY NOW!”
You’d be all:
“Fuck off.”
That’s what it feels like every year.
Have an Indifferent New Year.
The same to you, Pete. Forced festivity is pretty awful. However, I see that you’ve posted, so well done!
I’m good! For someone who hasn’t blogged much,lately you’re doing great, by the way.
Why thank you! Yeah, I didn’t blog for about 2 weeks, which seemed like a lifetime, but I’m glad to be back.
To tell you the truth I’m still trying to determine if I’m even conscious at this point. So you know… nothing new. Happy to see you here, though, Madame! I do know that much!
I know the feeling, Sig. And thank you! It’s good to be here!
Love the twist on your title. I’ve come back to find a heap of emails in my inbox as well (argh – I don’t know how or why people can post twice a day!)
Hi there Dianne! Thanks! Yeah, I admire the energy and stamina of the hardcore bloggers—how do they DO it??
WHEW!! Thank goodness I stopped by here to see that you are burnt out from all the email bombardments, because I probably would have added to that big heap.lol. Just want to say Happy new year and thanks for all fun interactions in 2012. If you get any bigger in 2013, you might have to start hiring some employees to upkeep your website.lol
Hey Chris! Sorry I’m late in replying—good to see you! Happy (belated) New Year to you as well. And thanks for the kind words about my blog–you mentioned hiring…does that mean you’re applying?
apply to process your blog’s inbox? I barely have time to keep up with my “massive” half a dozen followers on my own blog! hahaha.
Someday I hope you reveal to us how you can provide such A++ worthy customer service on a daily basis to all your commenters and followers. Can you tell I love Ebay? lol
Well, I guess I can’t complain just had surgery, but I will posting Ch. 13 “Quiet…Its a Breakdown not a BreakUp” very soon!
Hey there, Girl — welcome! Sorry about your surgery. I have to swing over to your blog to see about this Breakdown/BreakUp, it sounds sad.
Hey I’m not sorry! It means I get to stay home surf wordpress for great content like yours!!! And learn more about online journaling!