Three minutes from now I have to stop typing and pack the kids into the car. But until then it’s just me and you, blog. Me and you. I like typing on your blank pages. I like reading the thoughts of the people who come by to tell you what they think. I’ll miss you when you’re gone (and you will be gone someday).
It doesn’t take a lot to write to you. I should consider that more often, when I’m sitting here thinking “I have nothing worth telling the blog today, so I’m not going to say anything at all.” I know that makes you miss me. I’m sorry, blog.
It’s weird to talk to your
16 thoughts on “Three Minute Blog Post”
I can always find a laugh here. And that's the truth!
No you are!
Just like every other conversation you try to have when the kids are around, it gets interrupted.
My blog feels like it doesn't even know me anymore.
It's funny because it's true!!! Enjoy your trip away.
You type slow…
What do y….
Wow, I do that everyday! What do I type today and if I don't I feel guilty! LOL. I added you to my blogroll.
Bwahahahahaha….The end of this post reminds me of when NPH first joined Twitter and had difficulties "understanding" the 140 character lim
I think it's like the Sopranos. You just went to black.
Not gone. Still here. Surprised?
Show me the baby.
I'm not sure why, but this made me (times up)
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