01Oct
I don’t know about you, but this has been one of the longest weeks of my life. By Monday night, I felt like this:
By Tuesday night, I felt like this:
By Wednesday night, I felt like this:
(I let my hair down on Wednesday…)
And by Thursday night I felt like this:
No real reason. Its just been looooong. Every single morning this week I considered calling in to work and staying in bed all day. And every single morning Beanie woke up at 6:00 AM. And if you’re gonna wake up, you might as well go to work, you know?
But it was a battle, let me tell you.
So on this Friday I am a little spent. A little slow. A little sluggish. And when I’m in these moods, I really just need someone to think for me, you know? To make my decisions and tell me what I need to do. My brain is sitting on some beach somewhere, so I really need direction in my life. Because, in this condition, I should not be making decisions on my own.
If you find yourself in that same state of mind today, then allow me to provide thoughtless, mindless, brainless activities for you to do today. Oh, and did I mention that they all center around me?
I’m self centered. Most bloggers are.
FUN THINGS (that revolve around Katie) TO DO ON A FRIDAY:
1. Vote for my blog over at thebump.com. I’m being nominated in the Best Mommy Blogger category. If I should win, my first act as Best Mommy Blogger will be to ban the term Mommy Blogger. Thank you.
2. Join the Marriage Confessions Group on Facebook. Be the first to know about giveaways and fun posts. You also get to see random pictures of me and the Bean while we sit at the computer taking pictures of ourselves. Join! All the cool kids are doing it.
3. After you join the MC Group on Facebook, be sure to upload your picture to the group photo page. I love seeing who you guys are. So far I’ve only had eight people upload their pictures, so will my ninth reader please post their picture already? There’s been some confusion over how to post pictures. That confusion probably stems from the fact that I accidentally deleted the “Upload Photos” button. Its kinda funky how you do it, but here are the instructions.
- From the fan page, click PHOTOS at the top
- Open a Fan Picture at the bottom of the next page (any picture, it doesn’t matter)
- Click SEE ALL PHOTOS at the top of the page with the picture
- You should now see an ADD PHOTOS button at the top of the next page
- Facebook will walk you through the rest
4. Follow me on Twitter. I love to chat with people through Twitter. Much easier than chatting through the blog.
5. Check out Chris’ latest post in The Man Cave on how he’s married to such a dirt bag. While I would like to defend myself, I have no argument. I yam what I yam. And I yam a dirt bag.
6. Don’t forget to sign up to win a $100 gift certificate to HomeGoods on Marriage Confessions Reviews. The giveaway ends October 14.
Alright. I’m out of ideas so I will now crawl back under my desk and finish my nap. If my boss is looking for me, please tell him that I have moved. To Philadelphia. To eat cheesesteaks. Yeah, that’ll fool him…
26Sep
One of the readers of this humble blog sent me an email telling me about a contest I should enter. Apparently TheBump.com (the baby website by The Knot people) is looking for top mommy blogger websites. While I absolutely abhor the title “Mommy Blogger” (hang on, I have to go throw up…), the contest comes with great exposure and a prize of $1,000!! Holla!!
So.
I’m reaching out to you, my dear friends, and asking you to please nominate me in the WORKING MOM BLOG category for the following reasons.
1. You read my blog.
2. You have nothing better to do and/or you feel sorry for me because I have nothing better to do.
3. If I win the $1,000 prize, I will giveaway TWO iPod Nanos on my blog with prize money. That’s right. I’m bribing you.
4. If you nominate me and leave a comment on this post with your blog, I’ll nominate you right back. Just like high school SGA.
So, that’s my plea. I’m glad we can be straight-up with each other, Imaginary Blog Friends.
Oh, pretend blog friends, I’m so sorry I yelled at you and we had our first fight. And, holy moly, did you people make up for not commenting! You can probably not comment for the next 10 years and you’d still be off the hook.
But don’t do that. I’d miss you.
Yesterday was so surreal as I read all your comments. I told Chris it was like all my imaginary friends suddenly just walked in my door. I mean, knew you guys existed, but I sort of thought it was all in my head! Thank you, thank you, thank you for all the incredibly kind comments and thoughts yesterday. This blog is a true passion of mine and it was so wonderful to know that it wasn’t falling on deaf ears.
I also heard some pretty consistent reasons for not commenting – the most common one being that you never heard from me so why should I hear from you? You all said it much nicer, of course, but let’s call it what it is, shall we? I said, “Where are you people?” and you said, “Where are WE? Where are YOU???”
Its so nice to know you all now so that I can stop having pretend conversations with you in my head.
We really must be friends because only friends would know that this is a truly horrible personality trait of mine. I’m terrible with the ol’ correspondence thing. Just ask my best friends from high school that I haven’t seen since graduation. Or ask my two college roommates who were like brothers to me that I haven’t talked to in about 3 years. Or ask my sister who has left me about a million voicemails that I haven’t returned. Or ask that guy from American Express that keeps sending me nasty letters. (Just kidding. I always pay my bills. Don’t have a heart attack, Mom. It was just a joke.)
I’m terrible at keeping in touch. I don’t respond to emails, voicemails, Facebook, Twitter, letters, or that one time Chris sent me a greeting card he made out of pretzels. So, it really doesn’t surprise me that I don’t keep in touch with you all on my blog either. Its not that I’m not reading every single word you write about a thousand times. I devour what you say. You have such great ideas and thoughts and even if its just you saying, “My husband does that, too!” it still makes me feel like you’re not all out there reading about my life and thinking, “That chick just ain’t right in the head…”
But I can change, imaginary blog friends. I can change!
In an effort to give the people what they ask for, my trustee techy sidekick, Chris, will be changing our commenting format so that people can REPLY to comments, too. And I’ll start replying to comments as well. I can’t promise I’ll get to all of them – especially if you all go all over-achiever on me like you did today – but I’ll comment just enough to let you know that I’m here and I hear ya.
Oh, imaginary blog friends, I’m so glad we’ve made up and moved on.
You know what I like to do when I’ve had a big fight with someone? Buy them a present. Cause its not real love if you can’t materialize it, right? And that’s exactly what I’m gonna do for you all. Well, just one of you really.
I’m gonna give one special Chosen Child this beautiful insulated wine picnic set as my way of saying, “I’m sorry about our first lover’s quarrel, but I know it will just strengthen our relationship. Now why don’t we sit by the lake together and drink wine and cheese on a plaid blanket and talk about where we see this relationship going in the next five years and when it would be a good time for me to meet your mother.”
That’s what this gift says. You know. In my head.
To be entered to win the wine tote, ENTER A COMMENT BELOW telling me who the last person was that you got into a fight with. And please provide juicy, dirty details. And pictures.
(Just kidding.)
(Unless you want to.)
*Giveaway ends Friday at Midnight EST.*
26Aug
Here’s the thing, people. I think we’re at a crossroads in our relationship. I feel like I’m giving and giving and giving and you’re just taking and taking and taking. Everyday I pour my guts out on this blog and then I sit back and pluck my eyebrows while I wait for people to comment. Well, let me tell you something. My eyebrows are getting aw-fully thin, people. Aw-fully thin. And I ain’t seein’ no commentin’ going on here.
I sit in my BASEMENT for you, people. My BASEMENT.
I see my blog stats every day, people. Every day. The numbers don’t lie. You people think you’ll just sneak on the site, point and laugh at me, and then run away unnoticed. But I know, people! I know! I know you’re here! What I don’t know is why you don’t comment!!
I’m giving you my best stuff, people! My best stuff! This is it! I promise it doesn’t get any better than this from me. WHAT DO YOU PEOPLE WANT FROM ME?!?!? HOW MANY SECRETS TO I HAVE TO TELL YOU BEFORE YOU’LL BE MY FRIEND, DAMMIT??!?!?!
So, let’s handle this the adult way. I’m going to pose a single question and provide you with a few different choices. All you have to do is click on the choice that best describes you. No pressure. No judgment. Its not even a real comment. Its just the click of a button. And if you have an answer that isn’t listed, then leave a comment and let me know.
DO IT FOR ME, PEOPLE!!!  HELP ME HELP YOU!!! HELP ME HELP YOU!
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