Lately, I have no time for blogging.
Or thinking, or reading, or eating cake.
All the fun things in life are temporarily on hold until I figure out my 2012 schedule.
Which is difficult, since it is going to have to be a very un-schedule-like schedule, because I detest schedules.
Do you follow?
Anyway, I have things on my mind.
Blog-worthy things.
Things that would leave you breathless with awe, were I to jot them down.
But I don't have time to dissect my thoughts right now.
So, I leave you with this:
If you use the term "Momma Bear" to describe yourself at any time, I cannot be your friend.
It seems random, because it is. But it popped into my head the other day as I was drying my hair, and has been nagging at me ever since.
And now I feel better, having said it.
Thanks.
5 comments:
I hate that phrase too. I don't think I've ever used it so I'm safe as your friend, right?
I think I may have accidentally used that phrase once, but it felt so weird coming out that I've never said it since. Can we still be friends?
We are true friends Andrea! love your random hilarity!
WHAAAAAT? That's one of my all time favorite nicknames! I'm sorry that it might affect our friendship.
I still love you.
Good to know. I am more of a sloth like Aunt. Will you be friends with an Auntie Sloth?
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