Monday, November 2, 2009

Guilt, Thy name is Mother

Have you ever felt just a 'day late and a dollar short?' Well that is how I feel... generally speaking. For example, If there are several lanes in the grocery store check-out and I pick one of said lanes...it is a given that I always pick the slow lane. (Sometimes I want to apologize to those that are in line around me and explain they are NOW standing in the slow lane.) But to get to the meat of this post...

I came into blogdom rather late in the life of blogmania, I created my blog because my daughter had one (I know what you are thinking...I am too old to succumb to peer pressure) and I thought it was an easy, free way to communicate with her, but apparently blogging has a short life span as she no longer posts.... at all...about anything. And thus I am left in my lone corner of the world...alone...sigh.. sniff. (After writing this I must make an addendum to the above statement, I love all my blog friends that consistently write and keep me entertained on a daily basis... this post is NOT directed at you!)

So as you can see my daughter's blogging flame is short-lived. She had a glorious run while it lasted and I must comfort myself with memories of what once was. Of entertaining moments of whimsy and reality mixed in an easy reading, easy flowing pattern of gentle entertainment that lifted my spirits and brought a smile to this old mom's lips.

Thanks for the Memories!

5 comments:

Karen said...

You crack me up! If this doesn't get Jenny to post, nothing will!

Momza said...

LOL! I LOVE THIS POST!! You're laying it on thick!!
Way to be!

Heidi Ashworth said...

I blame facebook. You should think about joining up--she has been posting updates there lately. It does have that same easy-breezy flow of communication. I still prefer blogging, of course, but mothers must follow the bread crumbs wherever they lead. Love you!

J+S said...

HILARIOUS! Did the guilt trip work?

Deedee said...

Thick, heavy, motherly guilt...mmmmm like a yummy piece of fudge. Now you are forced to speak every day in person..and you have Jen to thank for that! Love Ya