Over the weekend I did something I have not done in quite a while — I wrote in my journal. This is something I used to do fairly often, but since I started blogging I’ve been neglectful, which really isn’t right because there are a lot of things I choose not to say in this open-to-the-world-Grandma-reads-my-blog forum that I can say in my private hand written I-hope-my-sister-remembers-to-burn-after-I-die journal.

I was talking to ED about writing in my journal and he said “your blog?” and I was all “no, my actual hand written journal” and we laughed about the need to clarify between the two. But I guess a lot of things in the English language need clarification at times; it’s how you choose to clarify that counts.

For example (and I can feel the hate mail coming already – good thing I haven’t gotten around to posting my contact information yet), when we are talking about going out to dinner, sometimes ED will ask me, “hey babe, how do you feel about Indian food tonight?” and I’ll say, “campfire or curry?” and he will laugh and say “curry of course!” because it’s funny! IT’S FUNNY!

Lesson of the day: life should not be taken to seriously.

Blogfully yours,

Summer

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