This is reminiscent of one of my guests posts that I've done- we clearly have a similar lack of direction. And the tampon reference... if you're not a regular visitor, you may not know that we "rock with our tampon out" around here! Who do you think it is?
Mystery Guest Post #5
It is a cool fall afternoon and I have so much to do. I've procrastinated all day and I am certain that I'll be dialing for pizza because I can't cook dinner tonight. Why? Because I completely forgot that I was picked to be one of Tenakim's mystery bloggers. I think I've got massive memory loss lately. How could I forget Tena?
Just when I thought how bad it was that I had to write a blog for Tena, I remembered this: I have no dammed clue what to write about. My mind is completely void. I haven't had a good night's sleep in two days. I have twelve projects going on at once and I keep committing to more. My kids think it's hysterical that my eyes seem permanently crossed. Apparently it's a good look for me.
So, I'm still thinking. I'm writing and thinking. Thinking and writing. Should I write about the jackwad who cut me off in the Target parking lot? No. He doesn't deserve a mention. Should I write about the fact that I bought three bags of Halloween candy and told the kids that it was completely off limits...and then I broke into one of the bags and had some when they weren't looking? No. That's not interesting or funny. The kids follow the rules and I break them. I deserve the ass I'm going to be sporting for eating like this.
I'm out of ideas. My mind is so empty it's almost enjoyable. I want to write this incredibly witty blog with all sorts of thrilling details of my day. Unfortunately there aren't any thrilling details. What do you want from me? I could make something up but I'm too busy sneaking candy to deal with that. Fact is, I'm stressed out. I think Tena is one of the most rocking bloggers out there and I can't come up with a flipping subject to write about. I'm fairly sure no one wants to hear that PMS is creeping up. I've been a total jerk all week...fluctuating between crying like a baby and yelling at people in traffic when they really didn't do anything. It's even worse that I am so stressed that I spent 15 minutes in Target deciding between Super or Regular Tampons. Pearl or Sport version? Scented or Unscented? Really, does it matter if they are scented or unscented?? WHO THE HELL SNIFFS A TAMPON? Yuck.
That's enough. I'm sorry Tena. I totally suck. I suck at guest blogging and now I need some more candy and maybe a glass of wine. Or sleep. Maybe I'll just go sniff a scented tampon. I promise if you ever, ever dare to ask me back to blog again, I'll be really prepared. Have a great vacation.
Mystery Guest Post #5