The confusing, mental ramblings of a tired, almost-30-yr.-old who still feels compelled to blog:
So tired. Need to set up the blog. What to blog about? Hey, what’s that on Facebook? Wait, who’s she dating? How’s her hair holding up? No, blog. Hmmm… Comment of the Week? Spam? Spam… you guys are crazy. Cereal. Brian? Can I have another bowl of cereal? Spilled cereal on the bed. Dang it. Just washed the sheets, too! Birthday party. BLOG! Zzzzzz… Blog… Scramble? Stop playing Scramble when you’re sleepy! You’ll lose every time. Awww, Bennett’s snoring. Ol’ Benny Boo… Benny benny benny… Pictures of Bennett. Wait, what am I blogging about? Hair salon. Clients. Conversations. The zoo. The poo. Icebergs. Battery low? Gas. Filled van up this morn. Always feel proud of myself when I don’t ask Brian to do it instead. Eyes. Must. Shut. Hymns. Autotune. Lights. Floppy knit hats. Baby pictures. Cocoons.
You understand, right?
made perfect sense to me…
Glad we’re on the same page. 🙂
Just wait till Bennet starts talking….my 11 yr old still sound like that when she talks!
Brian was reading some news to me. I don’t even remember.
Um, yeah… I understand completely. This is how my mind works ALL THE TIME. It’s slightly annoying. 😛