I wake up in the morning and I find I'm trying to perfect a turn of phrase. In the shower, I'm debating if my dearest internet would be interested at all in what we're about to have for breakfast. (Probably not.) At said breakfast, I internally dare the children to say something funny. When they sit playing quietly on the mat, I wish they were doing something more photogenic. My heart sinks when I find I have NO readers at all. (My hit counter was broken.) I go outside to do some gardening and take my camera, just in case I write about it later. I play with the children and photograph the result. (Must try not to do that too much.) When I go to check my blog, my heart jumps when I find I have a comment! I want to be so witty in the reply, but keep worrying I will be misunderstood and my few readers will never return.
Internet fever got me good.
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Well here I am commenting. And I don't have a witty thing to say. So there!
ReplyDelete@Ms. Moon - It still made me laugh, though. And my heart jump.
ReplyDeleteHeh, you have it bad.
ReplyDeleteSeriously though, let it reflect what you do, not direct what you do.
AND.... I say dump that hit counter, no good will come of it!
@Xbox - I know, I know. I think that post was all about that, getting it out of my system. Once I saw it on the screen, I saw how silly it was. I'm getting out of the house today, that will help. :-)
ReplyDeleteYou couldn't scare me away!!
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