To hold to my “editorial calendar,” I owe you all a tip and a Stuff I Like. I know you’ve been waiting. I bet there’s even bated breath involved. Possibly some anticipatory anxiety (the good kind). Am I right? Huh?
Is this thing on?
Sometimes I feel so alone.
Be back with the tip and Stuff later today.
I like to pretend you care. That thought is helpful to me and makes me feel more womanly somehow.
UPDATE: Apparently I lied because later today is now tomorrow and I’m headed to Chuck E. Cheese. Surely you can forgive the delay? And please send mind-numbing meds for my Chuck experience. You can wire them to my account.
I care.
Can I show you how much I care on April 20th at my house?
You totally owe us.
I’m staying posted.
I admire your courage for going to Chuck E. Cheese. The flashing lights, high volume and games makes me feel like I’m at a Kiddie Casino. Looking forward to the “tip and Stuff”! Happy friday.
Didn’t someone have a traveling Xanax? I think it goes to you!
Would you be interested in writing a story on how to survive on what’s in your purse? I am looking for “MacIver Mom” – she can survive an earthquake, flood, hurricane – after being evacuated from her house with nothing but her purse. For instance – she used her hot pink lipstick to Post a Note on the house to say “I am safe and went to (fill in the blank).” She used her dental floss and a paper clip along with a piece of doublemint gum to catch a salmon for supper…..you get the gist. Are you interested?
Lord, you are brave. I want tips and stuff but I can be patient, for you.