Whose ridiculous idea was this?
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Let's Panic About Babies! is a book I wrote with the delightful Alice Bradley. You will like it if you are currently pregnant, if you have children, or if you have absolutely no intention of having children. Not just because it's funny, but because you can burn it to stay warm.
Clicking on the cover will take you to the publisher's web site, clicking here will take you to Amazon.com, or, you can go to Let's Panic! the web site, preview some of the material in the book, and read a whole lot of bonus stuff we post for free when we feel like it, which isn't often anymore. It's a full-time job managing the enormous wealth that comes from writing a fake parenting book.
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I gave up on day 6. Thanks for making me feel like a failure, and for pointing out that I have a very boring life.
I am THISCLOSE to turning NaBloPoMo into Thirty Pictures of My Dog.
I have such fond memories of the year when many of us simply posted photos of the shoes we were wearing. NaBloShoeMo or something similar. (NaBloPoMo is one of my very favorite things. I love that it was your ridiculous idea!)
I’m loving those green fluevogs you posted–more pretty shoes would work!
I walked in to work this morning feeling good about my ensemble–black pants & jacket, nice fuschia tank under, and a pair of loafers. I felt good, that is, until I was joined by the fashion-plate of the office. She was wearing tights, a fabulous pair of boots, a great shawl/jacket thingy and just generally looking like a life-sized Barbie doll, and then I looked down at myself again, and *poof* instantly I was dowdy. I think a good pair of boots or shoes would have kept me from feeling as frumpy–but maybe not.
Yours! Thank you.
Dude, yours. Remember: quantity over quality. Quantity over quality.
K.
Don’t give up now. We haven’t seen any pics of the turtle in a while. Show us that. (Turtle is not a euphemism. Do I mean tortoise? I forget what kind of reptile it is, and even his name. Give him some love, man! Still not a euphemism, by the way.)
Also, I know you said you weren’t going to show us all your hair growing out experiment again, and that’s fine, really. But how about a recent pic of you? Or maybe post your favorite song to listen to while doing yoga. (If you say Yanni, I will quit reading you forever, though.)
This is THE BEST NaBloPoMo post I have ever read. EVER.
I don’t get this. Just stop if you have nothing to post. What is the point of posting virtually nothing, day after day, if you hate it so much?
I can see how this would be the rational response of someone who doesn’t know my NaBlo history.