/Sigh
Last Night Me: I’m laying here in bed at 2 o’clock in the morning, but something is weighing on me. It’s such a burden that I can’t even sleep. I did something incomprehensible. I took something good and pure and special, and what did I do? I made a joke out of it. Worst of all? I did it on Mother’s Day. Granted, it wouldn’t have been any better on a holiday like Arbor Day or Pearl Harbor Day, but I don’t know, it just seems wrong. So very wrong.
I suppose I should tell you guys what exactly it was that I did. I posted a special Mother’s day Bloggaday yesterday. You can find the link here -> http://thebloggaday.blogspot.com/2010/05/bloggaday-84-and-happy-mothers-day.html
If that seems too much work, here is an excerpt of what I wrote
“So be lazy all you Mothers, tucked in bed, perhaps some breakfast in there. Maybe you can read a book all you Mothers. Huckleberry Finn is always a good choice. You deserve some candy, you Mother. Suckers are always a great candy, especially when they have those tootsie rolls in them. Maybe you can go see a comedy show tonight, you Mothers. Tucker, Chris Tucker from the Rush Hour fame is a funny guy. Maybe you could have America’s favorite food, you Mothers. Smuckers would probably be my choice of jelly for you guys though. All in all, you just need to rest you Mothers. Bucker down and just get some R&R.”
I just reread that, after all, how can I expect you to do so if I can’t even bring myself to do so? I’ve got to say, it was pretty rough. I want to say I’m sorry. I actually threw up a little bit when I read it. I just can’t believe I went that far, just for a joke. I actually endorsed Smuckers over Welch's jelly. There simply aren’t words to describe how sorry I am. I can only hope by giving the subject its own spot on my coveted Bloggaday, I can start repairing the broken trust. I promise that in the future, I will strive to be a better person in not only these matters, but in every aspect of my life. Thank you and have a nice day.
Unfortunately, it really is 2 am, but this isn’t going to be a one-two to put me out. I figured while I’m having trouble going to bed, I might as well crank out a Bloggaday. I’m not too sure why I can’t fall asleep. My mind just doesn’t seem to want to settle down. Meah, it’ll get there eventually. For now, I say farewell until I actually post this post-sleep.
Morning Me: That was a rather refreshing nap. Fell asleep at 5 and woke up at 7. Newton took sporadic 2 ours naps through the day, didn’t he? Purple garden spades taste lemony 0_o
Listening to
I Always Wanted a Shaved Monkey by Two and a Half Men
Twitter Tag
A Public Apology for my comments on my Mother’s Day Bloggaday yesterday, only on today’s Bloggaday
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For the Piccaday
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