I joined this for the best reason that anyone can think of for doing anything: everyone else was doing it.
Last night as I sprawled across the entire bed in an act of rebellious revenge for Rob taking too long in the bathroom, I drifted near the edge of sleep and came up with something fantastic to write for my first post. I am a brilliant writer when I am half asleep. Then, instead of getting up to make a note of what I wanted to say, I just laid there and took my berating for being a hog, rolled over to my side of the bed, went to sleep and completely forgot.
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I would never ever call you a bed-hog... maybe a bed-piglet, but never a bed-hog.
Welcome to blogging baby.
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