I don't know if anyone else has the same problem, but I just realized something about myself. When I am "in the groove" I usually blog every couple of days and check other people's blogs about once or twice a week. When I am under the weather (and consequently not in the mood to fold laundry or mop the kitchen floor) I find that I will check every blog I am aware of every single day. Not only that, but I am totally put out to find that not every single person has updated their blog to satisfy my craving for living vicariously...I mean hearing the latest and (of course) greatest things that are happening in everyone's lives.
On the plus side, it does make me a much more compassionate blogger and for a few days I will be bound and determined to write consistent, witty, entertaining blog entries for all one of my followers (Really. One. Thanks Maureen!).
And so, in searching my brain for a great entry, I turn to my brother, Rick, who is the big 30 today. I had decided that it would only be appropriate to call him to wish him a happy birthday (and remind him that while he is now thirty, I am only 31--if only for the next 6 days). When I was about to call, Sarah climbed up next to me and asked me what I was doing. I said that I was going to call Uncle Rick to tell him happy birthday. She then asked, "Am I invited?!" I told her that he wasn't having a birthday party, at which point she slid off the bed, threw her hands in the air and said, "Then why did you even tell me?" Apparently she is in need of some serious entertainment as well, and a simple phone call just isn't going to cut it.
But, even if it isn't on Sarah's radar I still want to say:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RICK!
On the plus side, it does make me a much more compassionate blogger and for a few days I will be bound and determined to write consistent, witty, entertaining blog entries for all one of my followers (Really. One. Thanks Maureen!).
And so, in searching my brain for a great entry, I turn to my brother, Rick, who is the big 30 today. I had decided that it would only be appropriate to call him to wish him a happy birthday (and remind him that while he is now thirty, I am only 31--if only for the next 6 days). When I was about to call, Sarah climbed up next to me and asked me what I was doing. I said that I was going to call Uncle Rick to tell him happy birthday. She then asked, "Am I invited?!" I told her that he wasn't having a birthday party, at which point she slid off the bed, threw her hands in the air and said, "Then why did you even tell me?" Apparently she is in need of some serious entertainment as well, and a simple phone call just isn't going to cut it.
But, even if it isn't on Sarah's radar I still want to say:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RICK!
5 comments:
Sorry you're not feeling great. That's a bummer.
If you are bored, though, you could always check out my shared items. After all, I'm sure you are just dying to know what I've been reading on the web and the videos I've found on youtube and stuff like that.
Really, though, I have days that I spend far too much time checking out blogs and sitting on the internet. Maybe that's why I resisted posting to my own blog for so long. Already it's becoming a time suck, because I have to keep checking to see if anyone has left any comments.
Hey! I follow your blog so that makes at least two of us!! And I'm sorry I've added to your frustration due to my lack of posting! Hope you feel better!
Okay, I am offended. Just because I can't think of any clever comments, doesn't mean I am not reading with regularity. Please make your list of one, making now a grand total of 2!
mom
p.s. I loved it again...and happy b-day in 6 days!
Happy Birthday (tomorrow -- right?)!!! Sara saying, "Then why did you even tell me?" makes me laugh. Your kids are such a hoot.
I am the exact opposite! I was under the weather last week and had no desire to sit at my computer and read. I am finally getting caught up so I should have a post later today!
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