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We are members of one great body. Nature planted in us a mutual love, and fitted us for a social life. We must consider that we were born for the good of the whole.
Lucius Annaeus Seneca
I started blogging over at blogger.com one year ago today, and moved to blueshelled.com shortly thereafter.
So, here is to one year of blogging. One year of making friends in you. One year of thoughts and giggles, and rants, awards, sponsorships and giveaways.
Here is to all the thank yous I owe all of you for your support and love.
After a highly exciting weekend at CPAC, and by highly exciting weekend I mean that it will take me a week to get back my sleep, I returned home and am ready to talk about it. But first, I have to do all of the things that people do when they get home.
Take care of my crops on Farmville.
Read my twitter feed.
Check my email.
Go through my Google Reader.
Eat some chocolate.
Blip some songs.
Instant message.
Call my friends.
Ignore my statistics homework.
Cuddle my pets.
Love on my son.
And not in that order. But don’t think for a minute that those crops on Farmville weren’t taken care of immediately. My watermelons are in top condition, thank you.
A lot of my blogger friends have, at some point, expressed remorse at taking a blogging break due to life events. I’m not that girl. I’m just not. My online life is important to me, but it’s not my only gig. Yet, I understand that there are certain expectations and that maybe I’m not fulfilling them for everyone. It’s cool. I came across a review of my site on my Google Reader (still have over 500 posts to read on that baby). Overall, it was quite complimentary and I wanted to say thank you for that.
To be quite honest, I don’t think anyone buys my blog on Amazon.com to read on their Kindle, but the fact that you would endorse me truly means a lot to me. The fact that you want me to write more means even more. Sometimes people need to be told they are missed to be motivated. I appreciate it.
I’ll see what I can do. Thanks again. You made my day.
My sponsor, SkincareRx.com, just sent me an offer for you guys. If you click on the icon below, it will take you to a page where you can get a $40 gift certificate for their site if you spend $100. This is an amazing deal and I thought I would pass it along to you all. Thank you again to SkincareRx.com for sponsoring my site. It means a lot to me to have people that support me.
I made you a video blog at early o’clock this morning. Sorry I look like a ghost and sound like I smoke 4 packs a day. I hate getting up early and I hadn’t been up for 30 minutes yet. What this means is that if you asked me a question, I likely would have smacked you before answering.
I’m not a morning person.
However, the weather was crisp and cool and I enjoyed my time outside. Feel free to yell at my darn dogs for barking so early in the morning. My poor neighbors probably think they won the neighbor lottery…and not in a good way.
Some days, you have those days where you feel like you didn’t realize you were ever in the lead, but everyone you know or don’t know is throwing blue shells at you like a massive dodge ball session. I recently had one such day.
After a fitful night of sleep, I woke up and got dressed and SHELL I had a migraine.
Leon was going out of town, so we decided to meet for lunch. On the way there, I bumped the side of my tire rim on a parking block. SHELL
I had an hour between lunch and a doctor’s appointment, so I went to the dollar tree for a little non-harmful retail therapy. I actually needed some toilet bowl cleaner (WOOO!), so it was productive. Until a woman in the cheeseball aisle walked directly up to me and burped in my face. And not a polite, oopsy burp. A full on sailor belch. I almost vomited. SHELL
When I got to the doctor, I sat in one of the 30 available seats and an old man came in and sat right next to me. Within 3 minutes, I heard a nasty noise, felt a small vibration on the connecting seat and it began to stink really, really bad. Then it happened again. And again.
The old man next to me was pooping in a diaper. Right next to me.
He turned to me and grinned.
He did it on purpose.
SHELL
More stuff happened, but I think that pretty well takes the cake.
When I picked up A.J. from school, we went to Sonic. I got a Route 44 (super huge) Sweet tea and got him a shake. I needed it.
If anyone feels the need to come sit right next to me, when there are 30 available chairs and burp in my face or poop, they can go shell themselves.
Life is like a game. We all have challenges, thoughts, opinions and beliefs. Often, it feels like something out there, life, karma, catty people, or blue shells (for the Kart lovers), seeks to bring us down. Luckily, we always get up. This is where I wear my heart on my sleeve and my foot in my mouth.
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Life is like a game. We all have challenges, thoughts, opinions and beliefs. Often, it feels like something out there, life, karma, catty people, or blue shells (for the Kart lovers), seeks to bring us down. Luckily, we always get up. This is where I wear my heart on my sleeve and my foot in my mouth.
