Friday, November 14, 2008

I need those underwear with the days of the week on the bum.

So Wednesday night, I thought it was Thursday night and so I did my Friday Favorites, which went up yesterday which was the REAL Thursday. And no one said anything. But now that it's actually Friday, I got nothin'.

Getting the days of the week mixed up is only the tip of the iceberg of my dingbattiness, so if you haven't been following my blog very long, you'll need to go read my guest post over at The Extraordinary Ordinary and decide if we can still hang out. I'd love to pretend that the story is an isolated incident, but it's part of a very long string of embarrassing anecdotes.

Since I got nothin', I'm spewing a bunch of randomness today, beginning with defending myself to LisAway who has called me out twice for my blog stalking tendencies, wherein I go, I read, and I don't leave a comment. Let me 'splain to you which blogs I go to and don't comment and then you'll all go, "Yeah, good reason."

1. c jane enjoy it: yesterday's comment count = 120+ = why would I comment? She couldn't possibly read my little comment and think, "Well, that did it. Prior to Melanie, I felt sad. After this comment, I have joy." I'm assuming, anyway.

2. The Jolly Porter: Freaking hilarious, but he doesn't leave it open for comments, so I am excused for my non-commenting status, even though I wouldn't if he did. Because he's a "cool guy" and I'm "not."

3. Scribbit: I have no idea why I don't comment but I did email her once when we were going to Alaska to get a recommendation for a good restaurant in Anchorage, so I think that should count in my favor.

4. Seriously So Blessed: Seriously, why would I ever leave comments other than to win gobs of stuff? Um, I'm pretty sure it's not going to hurt TAMN's feelings because we're not BFFs or anything.

That's fair, right, Lisa? Right?

Now, on to other things...

I found out from my husband that in addition to the big A cookie from yesterday, there was a song involved in the car on the way home from the doctor that went, "Granty and the big-A cookie," over and over again. Good job, husband.

What else....?

Huh. No, this time there's really nothin'.

I'm going to go kick off a fabulous weekend wherein I do manuscript related research like: interview the Institute director, watch Blue Crush, and check out a middle grade book on surfing from the library. I will also escort two nine-year-old boys to Disneyland tonight, help cook breakfast for thousands (okay, dozens) of people at the Scout pancake fundraiser Saturday morning, and then go on a date night with my husband to a stake fireside which was the only thing we could find to do for free, then finish it all off with a birthday party for baby G which involves me preparing and cooking for a taco bar and remembering to pick up a bakery cake the day before. Yeah, another quiet weekend at the Jacobson house.

19 comments:

LisAway said...

I will grant you a pardon. But not for saying you're not TAMN's e-BFF. If you read her, you know that you ARE her e-BFF! Come ON!! How often does she have to tell you!?! And why else would she share such sacred and personal information with you? (I've only commented once or twice on giveaways there, too, BTW)

Mostly I'll thank you for explaining. I was starting to feel a bit bossy, and now I know there's nothing to be bossy about. So I guess I should say "I'm sorry," too.

myimaginaryblog said...

OH. MY. POETIC. JUSTICE.

I just spent TEN minutes writing a lengthy post with my detailed philosophy on commenting,

and when I hit "publish," Blogger malfunctioned and lost my whole comment.

RRRRRGGGGHHH.

Anyway, your story was satisfyingly cringe-y. Made me glad I wasn't you that day, but, really, I so feel like I've lived that MANY times.

myimaginaryblog said...

I meant to say lengthy comment, not lengthy post.

myimaginaryblog said...

(Although it was about as much as post as a comment, length-wise.)

Mina said...

I love commenting on Seriously So Blessed only because it's a great mental exercise for me. I think of how I would normally comment, then say the exact opposite, filled with creative spelling--some plain misspellings and some phonetic Utahan spellings. Having been years and years since I lived there (and I was really only at the Y the years I was) that is a tough one. Anyway, it's fun.

Except that I do not post for her giveaways.

Steph @ Diapers and Divinity said...

Well, I feel "seriously so blessed" because you actually HAVE left some comments on my blog... I can only assume that's a little bit of pity for someone who has 7 comments instead of 120+. Or maybe we have a special e-BFF connection because we both have a kid named Grant (mine's cuter... JUST kidding!!!). Have a great weekend, and Happy Birthday little G.

Pink Ink said...

I'm with you. When I visit a popular blog and there are 150 comments, I think, why should my 151 matter?

But I've left a comment before and when I get a comment back on my blog, I am just absolutely floored. (Nikkicrumpet for example)

Sometimes I stalk, but most of the time I comment.

Kristina P. said...

Well, I appreciate every comment on my blog, and I read every single one! And I try to comment on everyone's too.

So, thank you for still commenting on my blog.

And I loved your post on Heather's blog today!

Debbie said...

I have blogs I go too and never comment as well. Scribbit is one. I have an artificial number in my mind that if the post is higher than that, I don't comment. But, I think I'm changing my tune. I have had some (but not many) days where I have gotten close to my little number and I still read every comment. I'm glad you guested for Heather because I hadn't found you before. I like your humor and style.

myimaginaryblog said...

Pink ink, I think if there were 150 comments and then you left 151 more comments, that WOULD make a difference. For example, the blogger could think you're insane. (I think I already persuaded Melanie of that by leaving about 7 comments in a row once.)

(And yeah, I know you really meant your comment #151 or the 151st comment. I'm just being myself, I mean being obnoxious.)

Stephanie and Co. said...

I've tried to petition the church for a new underwear design with the days of the week on them (and less lace), but no one seems to respond. :(.
I try to comment most of the time, but it's hard to try and be clever more than once a day.

Sue said...

I read every single comment every single time. But I still find myself over at Scribbit and CJane and SSB, thinking - oh, they'll never see it. I don't know why I do that.

*MARY* said...

I used to comment on TAMN'S blog all the time, and I think that's how a lot of people found my blog.
So I owe her a lot of my traffic.
That's a weird sentence.

Scribbit said...

WEll now that I know you're stalking me . . .

And hope you had a wonderful dining experience :)

Melanie J said...

Hey! Who narked me out to Scribbit? Now I have to go de-lurk!

Anita Doberman said...

I love all the new sites to find when I read comments and I also try to comment and respond to all the ones I receive (even the mean ones :))

Alison Wonderland said...

I always try to comment but I'm with you, if they're above 50 I may not bother. And only comment to TAMN when she's giving stuff away (I'm cheap like that) or if I'm there really early and she doesn't have many.

Kristina P. said...

I've never even heard of Scribbit! Thanks for introducing me.

myimaginaryblog said...

Mary, I'm pretty sure that Sue (as in Navel Gazing Sue -- that's what I call her at my house so my husband will know who I'm talking about. Not that I talk about any other Sues) anyway I'm pretty sure she mentioned your blog on her blog or featured it on Mormon Mommy blogs a while back. And the reasons I'm pretty sure of that is that I think that's how I found your blog. I'm guessing you owe a lot of traffic to Sue.

Now, considering the odds of your even seeing me talking to you here on someone else's blog in an old post, I think I just wasted 2 minutes of my precious, precious time.