Forgetful Jones
That’s what my mom used to call me when I was little and had forgotten something. I still forget stuff (a lot more now sadly), if I don’t write it down…it ain’t stayin in my noodle. So it goes without saying that every time I have a wicked great idea for a blog post I’m in no position to write it down. Like standing in the shower, or backing over around old ladies in the Wal-Mart parking lot. And I tell myself each time the light bulb of bloggy-idea goodness goes off “Bug, you’re totally gonna remember this one, how could you not!!” Then by the time I get home and am able to sit down at the Write Post screen I’ve lost it…
Because I am Forgetful Jones
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Sis said:
on January 12, 2006 at 7:43 am
Like the new photo Little S. This one does you justice.
Elise up for a visit. Expecting Andy & 3 attachments on Saturday. Also expecting a massive storm. Taking bets on who/what gets here first.
Had I told you–four feet of snow on the deck at camp. Will see if the Bean will take photos & send to the blonde division of the family.
As to forgetting…attach a verbal recording device to yourself. In the stone age there were small cassette recording devices. That MUST have been upgraded to something amazing by now…do it…too much brilliance being left in the Wal-Mart parking lot–
xo
Bethy said:
on January 12, 2006 at 8:13 am
Oh my gosh Bug I do that all the time. When Im driving, shopping etc and I see something that would totally make and awesome blog post and then, when I get a chance to sit down and blog, I’ve lost it all.