I take it back . . .

apparently Shauna still checks my blog. She must love me.

My Secret, Public Blog

I think I'll blog a lot whilst I'm home this week . . . and I doubt if anyone will check up on this page -- it's been over a year since my last blog.
Mwah ha ha!

I'm at home . . .

in Ohio, not Nashville, in striped pajamas, with a purple turbie twist (yes, it's a real thing) on my head. My mom happened to have my blog bookmarked on her old computer, so I followed it. The bookmark, not the computer. It's not as if the computer started beckoning to me with its mouse, while trying to hypnotize me with a swirly, psychedelic screen saver. That would be weird.
Almost as weird as the aforementioned purple turbie twist.

Just because Shauna said so . . .

And, let's be real here, she scares me.

She is, after all, the Lemonader.

So, when Shauna says "Post," I say "How many words?"

What I learned from watching TV last night . . .

No matter who says it, or in what context, "See you later, decorator," just isn't cool.

I'm scared . . .

that Katy and Becca will gang up on me and bully me onto some sort of blog slavery ship, where I'm confined below decks and chained to a computer.
Of course, I'm not sure where they would get ahold of a slavery ship or where we would keep it. Percy Priest lake, maybe? Or, some secret hide-out, like in Goonies?
hmmmm . . .

I'm off!!!

Okay, I'm going to Las Vegas, like this very minute (we're waiting on Robin, who is running late -- all who are surprised?). I just looked through the results of the Ugly Picture Challenge, and I am quite impressed. Can't wait to get back on Sunday . . . so I can come up with clever captions and such.
Viva ugly picture challenge.

Jen's Clever Ugly Picture Challenge

I hereby challenge you to find the most unflattering picture you have of yourself and post it on your blog.
The rules are:
1. Post an ugly picture of yourself,
2. Don't post ugly pictures of your unsuspecting friends, and
3. Everyone who comments on the Ugly Picture Post must come up with a clever caption that fits your picture.
Here's mine, although I think Becca has an uglier one of me somewhere:
Let the ugliness and cleverness begin!

Ahoy!

Yesterday, Chris brought home "Marshmallow Mateys." It's basically generic Lucky Charms in a bag, but it's very fun to throw into conversation. "Boy, I could really use some Marshmallow Mateys right now." "Are there any more Marshmallow Mateys left?" "I can't wait to get home and devour a great big bowl of Marshmallow Mateys."

Try it at home. You don't even have to have Marshmallow Mateys on the premises in order to toss the name into casual conversation. Trust me, much hilarity will ensue.

Disclaimer

The tone-deaf baritone was not Becca, nor was said baritone connected to Becca in any way, shape, or form, nor was said baritone employed by or affiliated with any companies or corporations owned by Becca.

It wasn't Becca.