Tonight was supposed to be the first night that my mother added a post. Having waited until ten pm I finally called her to see what had happened to the great gusto to blog she had harped about yesterday. After two rings of the phone she answered; the first words out her mouth being "well I don't think I can blog tonight" as the television blared in the background.
Now I know that her and my father's work days are long and challenging and they both arrive home exhausted, but it seems to me that those who call everybody under the sun with news of their great blog and make huge announcements about their intentions to start a million dollar blog should put their money where their mouth is.
Unfortunately I know the score over there in parental figure land. My mother an adamant clean freak has finished work, scoured the house, and now lays in bed exhausted watching reruns of the Golden Girls. While my father who is lactose intolerant except when eating huge bowls of ice cream with peanuts and chocolate sauce is indulging in his dinner the previous mentioned huge bowl of ice cream.
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You know that old saying the family that blogs together stays together. Since we are the family that blogs together, makes cake pops together, and soon will be growing vegetables together we should be joined at the hip. So for now I guess my parents can enjoy their pre-retirement bliss cleaning, eating ice cream, and watching really loud TVs, because once we all live here in Heir Head Manor it's all about blogging, cake popping, and gardening. I am sure they can hardly wait.
Now I know that her and my father's work days are long and challenging and they both arrive home exhausted, but it seems to me that those who call everybody under the sun with news of their great blog and make huge announcements about their intentions to start a million dollar blog should put their money where their mouth is.
Unfortunately I know the score over there in parental figure land. My mother an adamant clean freak has finished work, scoured the house, and now lays in bed exhausted watching reruns of the Golden Girls. While my father who is lactose intolerant except when eating huge bowls of ice cream with peanuts and chocolate sauce is indulging in his dinner the previous mentioned huge bowl of ice cream.
;
You know that old saying the family that blogs together stays together. Since we are the family that blogs together, makes cake pops together, and soon will be growing vegetables together we should be joined at the hip. So for now I guess my parents can enjoy their pre-retirement bliss cleaning, eating ice cream, and watching really loud TVs, because once we all live here in Heir Head Manor it's all about blogging, cake popping, and gardening. I am sure they can hardly wait.
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