I ordered a frappuccino. Where's my fucking frappuccino?
It’s very hard to blog when your mom is sitting on the couch next to you, assuming you don’t want her to find out about your blog.
I’m back to work so my mom isn’t sitting next to me right now but I still have nothing whatsoever to say other than “I hafta pee.”
This morning I bought potato salad, a bean burrito, and cookies. I'm very curious to see which of these items I actually eat for lunch.
commentsAllie loves it when I clean her ears with Q-tips. She's purrrrrrring.
commentsVoodoo doughnut. Nuff said.
commentsShhhh, don't tell anybody, but the landlord just told me there's free cable here. (Not. gonna. do. it.)
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Last time my parents were here dad saw something on my desk that said “Tug”, and as “the” Tug, he was curious. I said it was for my blog - showed it to him & mom…& they never asked another word. (It was the printout of my template with all the html fun - totally greek to them)
My mom is a writer, she’d want to read my blog because she’d want to see what kind of writing style I have. Also I’m a secretive child in real life but tend to spill it in writing. I prefer my privacy. Or the illusion of privacy.
I invited my mom to read my blog and she uses it to keep up with my life. It makes her feel better to beable to check in on me from time to time and my sister reads it regularly to see what is new in my life. That said, I don’t exactly have the type of blog where I reveal a lot of very deep private stuff, so I understand you wanting to keep it a secret.
my evil mother in law logged onto my computer and imagine her surprise to find my blog. Now I won’t even be able to vent about her there. I think I will need to come up with some kind of code words.
BTW. I know it is not good form to blast another person, but, she told me I’m not a good hostess.
Jen - Somehow I think my mom would be horrified to know I tell the internets about my affinity for swearing.
Jenny - A MIL who is mean to me is a deal breaker. I couldn’t ask for a better MIL than I have right now.
It wasn’t an issue when we first were together because we lived across the country from her. Now we live in the same time zone! She actually is getting worse over time.
maybe is me, and I just expect all parents to be like my parents.
You are lucky.