Hooooooooooooooooooo boy. I don't think it's very smart for me to write a long blog post at 4:06 am. I went back and reread it as I sat down here this evening and it's like...did I write that?!? Seriously! The only reader who commented that did get it was Donna and this is what she said:
"I didn't get the impression you were wanting to be liked. You wish the person didn't toss the f-bomb around, and you'd read their blog if it weren't for that. That's what I got from it. Now, what that had to do with guilt, I don't know. LOL."
In reading my post over, I don't even know what that had to do with guilt, either. In fact, outside of starting off in the right direction with my little ditty about stealing bubble gum, I don't even know how I ventured so far off track. But I do digress. A lot. And those of you who stop in fairly regularly already know that about me. So you should know it's best to just sit there, stare at your screen, scratch your head, and wonder "What in the world is this woman talking about?!" After living with me for 35 years, it's a miracle my Dear Hubby hasn't scratched a bald spot on his head from trying to understand how my mind works. I haven't even figured it out, and I've been living inside of it for almost 56 years. HA!
So that's my damage control for this post. And Meadowlark, it's ok. I knew when I read your comment that I'd done a bad, bad job of wandering off in too many directions. No wonder I had you so fired up and confused. But it sure made for an interesting comment! I didn't even know you were still stopping by to read so it was really nice to hear from you.
I have finally caught everyone's cold. It's settled behind my eyes and in my nose and sinuses. I feel crummy. So, a weekend of being a sicky is in front of me, I guess. Oh, joy.
But I'll delve in to that Barbara Delinsky book tomorrow and let you know how I liked it. Or not.