now...i don't know why i'm so nervous in writing this first posting. what the hell?! and of course now i don't know what to say. it's been suggested by family members (linhsean) and friend's of mine at work (may) that i should start a blog so that people in my life can keep abreast of me and my recovery. it's really weird to be doing this but it makes sense. this way, i don't have to keep inundating people with emails. now if they do get emails from me...they know it's regarding something REALLY important and they need to read IMMEDIATELY! ok...maybe not immediately but i'm sure y'all anxious to know if that girl in india survived her operation to remove her 4 extra limbs. yeah? i'm still waiting to hear if the mother mated with an octopus. ;-D
so, here are my rules/guidelines to my blog:
- if u find any misspellings, it's because of the medications (meds) i'm on. :-D that's my excuse and i've got a doctor's note to prove it! so be friggin' gentle when correcting me on that and my grammar. and i wanna be corrected. it's the only way to learn.
- also know that i will be using "texting"-speak in which i may abbreviate some words. such as: u=you, yr=your. when i get tired or if my thoughts are running faster than my hands, that's when u'll see the "texting." of course i can only do this on a computer but not on my cell. :- {
- i will try to keep the swearing down to a minimum. there is no friggin' way i can totally eliminate it...but i can tone it down...a bit.
- i would love feedback at any time from anyone...unless it's from cousin mac. :-D jus' kiddin'! if the background on my blog is making it too hard to read...let me know. if you have old photos (tasteful not porno) of you and i and you want to post them on my site , send them to me and i'll do it. or you can post them...i think...not sure how that works since this is all new to me.
- if you have any suggestions on past stories i've shared with u and u think it should be posted, let me know which ones and i'll put it up there. or write up the story in your version...but only if you have time. i know how busy u are and want to make this site a place u can find a laugh, chuckle, or groan.
- i like to write in small caps. it seems less formal...more of conversation...like "talking story" at a bbq or luau.
p.s. hope u like the picture on my first posting. it's from an aunty of mine who is only 10 years older than me. i was totally "under the influence" of my older and wiser family members and was "forced" to hold the bottle. i did it for free. :-} now, when i "served" the drinks at that age during the poker parties...that's when i charged. ;-D wanna beer? 5 cents please.
6 comments:
Hey Jen,
Congrats on your first blog. Looks great and great idea.
One question, when you say "if you have old photos (tasteful not porno) of you and i" does that mean porno picture of you and somebody exists out there? Do they allow that in the FBI? Hee hee.
Kooch
Okay, here's my story again, (I'm technically challenged so had to do this twice). When we were at the bookstore the movie Toy Story had just come out. You came in from a break, walked past a little boy holding a doll and said (kinda loud) You've got a Woody! All the women in the store turned to see. Then once I had just finished putting in a window display of an Al Frankin book, you came in, walked behind a man who was paying at the counter, and kinda giggled out, "big fat idiot". The man was all insulted and we all immediately start explaining that it was about the book, not him.
Okay, I have more, but I'm old and the memory is fuzzy so I'll have to get back to this. But, I still love ya lots!
Suzy
ok Kooch! why arent' you working for us?! good catch and i'm hoping..HOPING there is nothing out there. thankfully i missed the "girlz gone wild" era (too old) but i did go to college. :-D
man, Suzy...you're dangerous with your memory. and i had no idea what dirty minds you all had. ;-)
What is that green thing attached to your face?
Our version of "girls gone wild" would be "old futs gone fat"! :)
the green thing is a cat doll dressed in scrubs. it's like those bears you can make. it was a gift and Sam wanted me to take a picture with it to send to the person with a thank you card. of course, Sam then had to dress me up in her scrubs and slapped her kitchen hand towel (the orange thing) on my head. i'm just a puppet in her evil shenanigans.
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