I know for a fact that I have picked up some new readers, so the writer in me has this need to flex its muscles and show off.
I guess to showcase what an incredible writer I am or something along those lines.
It wants to write a startling brilliant, magical opus that will stand out as an award winning aria.
And then...the rest of me wants to give a demonstration of the typical stuff that can be found on my blog.
(picture removed, you missed your chance, you should keep up on your blog reading LOL)
My boobs, and insane nonsensical ramblings.
WOULD YOU STOP PUTTING YOUR BLEEPING BOOBS ON THE INTERNET!!!
Hey, I'm just posting this picture to show off my tan lines. Its a novel side effect of not working all summer. For the first time EVER I was able to give my children my complete 100% undivided attention.
We got a pass to the local pool and we have swam every chance that presented itself. It has been glorious fun. Which resulted in these tan lines...which I find hysterical because I haven't seen tan lines on me since I was 17. Nudist like me usually don't sport tan lines. wink, wink.
Now that I have your attention, let me caution you that my blog is a rollercoaster with no functioning safety equipment. I sometimes remember to place "trigger warnings" to protect vulnerable readers, and sometimes I deliberately leave them off to hit you right between your eyes. I swing a mean 2 x 4.
Not everything I am going to post is going to be earthshattering...but make no mistake I am fully able to write on that level....Those pieces are scattered though out the stuff I write. I have the chops to toss anvils at you in one post and be talking about poop and boogers in the next.
Its up to you to read though the junk and find the diamonds. The boobs are just there to keep your heart pumping, and your attention.