Daily Archives: September 19, 2008

Lee Ann Womack I hope you dance

http://youtube.com/v/xIAWY4LLsEw

Thanks to That Grrl for reminding me about this song, and this video.

Fall, TGIF, and books

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Monday is the first official day of fall.

It was a cloudy day in Seattle, so I had to turn lights on when I got home at 5:45 p.m.

Right now, at 7:09 p.m., it’s dark outside.

I love the colors of fall, even the cooler weather.

But the shorter days are hard to deal with, after a whole summer filled with sunshine and long days.

It’s time for me to hit the books again (as in reading, like books).

I just finished Run by Ann Patchett last night, and tonight I crack open Stephen L. Carter’s latest, Palace Council.

May you all have a great Friday!

Dear Anonymous,

Thank you for your email of 9/7/08.

I’m sorry you will no longer be reading my blog.

I’m also sorry that you did not give me your name, because I would have liked the chance to say a proper good-bye, and make sure I don’t visit your blog again. I do not wish to offend you.

I did not even check out your ISP address.

See, here’s the deal.

I gave up blogging a few times in the past year or so, then came back because I enjoy blogging.

Blogging helps me to relax and unwind after a long day, and a long week, of work.

In the last year, I learned that I would blog even if no one commented, because it’s fun.

But when I’m not blogging, I have a life.

I have a job, family, friends, even a modest social life that is of my choosing.

The knowledge that someone I have known in the blogging world no longer “likes” me gives me a few twinges of sadness, I will admit.

But I will live, I promise.

Because this is just a flippin’ blog, after all.

One small corner of my life.

And so, Anonymous, I wish you a long life filled with love and laughter and good health.

May your blog be #1 on Technorati, and may dooce beat her breast and weep when she reads how much you earned in ad revenue for the year 2008.

Go in peace, prior blogging friend, and do not worry.

I’m not going to find a bridge to jump off, or razors to slit my wrists with.

It’s just a flippin’ blog, after all.

Sincerely,

B.

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