Okay, so we have had about 5 minutes of sunshine this week and I have about the same amount of free time this week, so if there was ever a time when bitchypants was feeling bitchy, this is it. We did manage to take the boys to the park on the one day it wasn’t raining and Twister Sally wasn’t trying to come and take us away. Above is the evidence. This was the first time we really were able to let the baby down to play and explore a little. He only cared about trying to eat the pebbles from the path on the playground. But that isn’t what I had to say.
What I had to say is this:
Eff You, Blogger.
Yep, that’s right. For some reason, Blogger decided to act like a jealous ex-boyfriend this week. Maybe he found out about this blog? Who knows, but basically the only thing I could do with my nice blog was read the damned thing. And just like the disgruntled ex-girlfriend, I dumped off a couple of S.O.S messages to a couple of follwers to let them know I was moving, and I packed my shit and got out. Read: Import blog. And so now Being Veruca and bitchypants have merged into a bastard child of my dysfunction and here we are.
And now I’m feeling a little guilty. Blogger saw me through my horrendous pregnancy. We had our good times. We really did. I’ve made some friends through my blogs there, even though my writing is sucky at best. But it was just time to move on. We were just no good for each other any longer.
I hope to see some familiar faces here, especially considering the word about this blog hasn’t gotten out yet.