While I would much rather be sitting here reading everyone's blogs and writing comments and maybe actually doing some other writing, I am taking my dog for a walk. He is looking at me with his big brown puppy dog eyes and my husband added a little more guilt by telling me that once you get a dog in a routine, you must keep it up. So here I go. No, really, I'm leaving. Stop trying to keep me here. I really must go.
Bye.
PS. If I don't come back soon, it's becasue I melted in the heat and humidity. Send someone with a mop.
4 comments:
Hey Nessa - you go girl! I mean, I am very impressed.
I didn't go today. Sister and dad took car to church. Besides was not in the mood (I know, it's not a mood thing but still).
You're good. I'm bad.
Jenn: You give me more credit than I deserve. I didn't walk yesterday, because I didn't feel like it. And today I only went becasue my dog and my husband guilted me into it.
I do feel better for going though.
Bad, Jenn, for saying you are bad. he he.
Keep it up, Goldie! Sorry for the nick name, but I had to shorten it a bit.
I will be checking up on this blog when I can. I feel bad that I haven't.
The Grunt: The nickname is fine. I answer to many names.
Don't feel bad. I appreciate you stopping in whenever you can.
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