(Actually, VERONICA is my middle name. Prizes for those who know my first name! To enter this imaginary contest, you must not be related to your Nesting Ground Mistress)
I'm experiencing Blogger Shame. Why? Because I haven't posted since the beginning of the month.
I'm also experiencing Softball Mother Shame. Why? Because I'd like the season to be over immediately, thank you. Now that I've voiced this truth, the shame will increase tenfold if, per chance, the girls lose their quarterfinal playoff game tonight.
Related: Hoping Risa's All-Star Team Doesn't Make It to the Nationals in Arizona Shame. Or maybe this is actually secret pride? Because I will not spend money in that damned state; not one cent. Then again, I'll miss a prime opportunity to wear a "Reasonably Suspicious" tee shirt. Hmmm. This requires more thought.
Then there's my ongoing Haven't Been to the Doctor in Quite Awhile Shame. Thankfully, I have an appointment today at 3:00.
Also ever-present is...Fail To Sweep the Kitchen Floor More Often Shame. Well, maybe this isn't really shame, since in the scheme of things I actually don't give a twisting piece o' taffy about a few crumbs beneath my feet.
And I have a new one: Playing Wurdle When I Should Be Grocery Shopping Shame. This soft addiction, like others, should dissipate soon. *fingers crossed*
So, I'm happy I've taken a few moments to check in with my blog, but I have to go because I am now, of course, experiencing Blogging While I Should Be Prepping for the 4th Grade Art Lesson I'm Teaching In an Hour Shame.
I apologize in advance to those of you who download Wurdle as a result of reading this post.
5 comments:
Wurdle, uh oh I'd better check that out. Until then what about Words With Friends - free version. I'm CookieDuster there.
on first name: Maria (just get that guess done with)
on wurdle: too bad you can't shake the letters like boggle, that would make it all the more addicting.
on Arizona: need a flash mob in Arizona, all wearing tshirts with phrases condemning the law, Do I look illegal?
I have the shame of not folding and putting away clothes. I'm typically much better at folder, but there's something about putting away that I just can't get myself to do.
Le sigh.
Words with Friends?! Hmmmm...
Gura, wurdle does do some twisting and turning before the board "sets." It's such a good-looking app; very hard to resist.
I can fold like a demon, but can't stand the putting away part. Evidently, neither can anyone else in my house. Beautifully folded piles of laundry everywhere.
And just be way of an update: the girls won their game tonight. woot.
sorry to hear the the softball team is doing well. Hate it when that happens. Matthew's game yesterday approached 3 hours! But I have to admit it was an exciting one, despite them losing by one run!
And your first name is Maria.
Fail To Sweep the Kitchen Floor More Often Shame. Well, maybe this isn't really shame, since in the scheme of things I actually don't give a twisting piece o' taffy about a few crumbs beneath my feet.
This sensation is often felt within my humble abode. Only by adults, though. I'm sure the boy will grow into it.
Sadly/comically/whatever, I had no idea that Ver was not your first name.
Gura, with frightening regularly, our laundry does a daily shuffle from bed to couch (to have a place to sleep), with a return trip in the morning. I think our record is 2 weeks, but I am too lazy to track this with adequate detail.
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