One year ago, I decided it would be a good idea to create a blog. I don’t really remember why exactly. I know that I was really enjoying Macoosh’s blog. I know that I wanted to commit to writing a lot more. But I think all of that was secondary to just thinking it was a cute idea. Woodle.
Okay, I thought that reviewing my early posts would inspire me, but IT DIDN’T. So, I found inspiration elsewhere. In my LABELS. Many many many of them have only been mentioned once. So, I am going to CHANGE THAT RIGHT NOW.
Once up a time:
I USED ALL CAPS
WHY? BECAUSE I LOVE MY AUNTIE SASH!!
Though, she’s never been to brunch with us, nor had the opportunity to see one of our cabarets, she knows that both are as dear to me as Christmas (in Oregon with her). I’m in a little play called Cloud 9. My nsbf Cricket will be attending it on or around his upcoming birthday on Friday the 27th. My dear friend Darladiva reviewed it over on her site…check it.
Hang on one second, I need to write a letter. Brb. Here’s the letter I wrote:
Dear Doodle’s Diary,
I am writing to let you know that while your frequent mention of dead babies is funny, it is also quite…hilarious. Occasionally, dd, the mention of dead babies makes me REALLY EXCITED, SO EXCITED THAT IT FEELS LIKE IT’S FRIDAY AND I’M ON CRACK, but I’m not. I’m not on crack. Does smack count as crack? DD, I wanted to let you know that I am going to follow the advice of the ever-so-wise Darladiva and begin to gently search for my new beau. She’s a great life coach, dd, I highly recommend her. When I think of how much she’s helped me, I can’t help but sing,
“Every man has his own special dream, and your dreams' just about to come true.
Life's not as bad as it may seem if you
open your eyes to what's in front of you.”
That’s all for now, dd, I must go. Someone in a powder blue jumpsuit just walked by and I must go and arrest them.
Ttfn DD,
Doodle
Okay, glad that letter is finished; now I can continue with this post (in the next post)...
Okay, I thought that reviewing my early posts would inspire me, but IT DIDN’T. So, I found inspiration elsewhere. In my LABELS. Many many many of them have only been mentioned once. So, I am going to CHANGE THAT RIGHT NOW.
Once up a time:
I USED ALL CAPS
WHY? BECAUSE I LOVE MY AUNTIE SASH!!
Though, she’s never been to brunch with us, nor had the opportunity to see one of our cabarets, she knows that both are as dear to me as Christmas (in Oregon with her). I’m in a little play called Cloud 9. My nsbf Cricket will be attending it on or around his upcoming birthday on Friday the 27th. My dear friend Darladiva reviewed it over on her site…check it.
Hang on one second, I need to write a letter. Brb. Here’s the letter I wrote:
Dear Doodle’s Diary,
I am writing to let you know that while your frequent mention of dead babies is funny, it is also quite…hilarious. Occasionally, dd, the mention of dead babies makes me REALLY EXCITED, SO EXCITED THAT IT FEELS LIKE IT’S FRIDAY AND I’M ON CRACK, but I’m not. I’m not on crack. Does smack count as crack? DD, I wanted to let you know that I am going to follow the advice of the ever-so-wise Darladiva and begin to gently search for my new beau. She’s a great life coach, dd, I highly recommend her. When I think of how much she’s helped me, I can’t help but sing,
“Every man has his own special dream, and your dreams' just about to come true.
Life's not as bad as it may seem if you
open your eyes to what's in front of you.”
That’s all for now, dd, I must go. Someone in a powder blue jumpsuit just walked by and I must go and arrest them.
Ttfn DD,
Doodle
Okay, glad that letter is finished; now I can continue with this post (in the next post)...
3 comments:
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
Did I mention to you that you are MY Dreamgirl?
i adore you and all the dead babies in the world couldn't add up to my adoration of you.
however...how is it your anniversary? i thought i didn't start till may....am i waaay off? Hahah...probably.
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