I got this Blog Recipe from Lightning Bug's Butt and had to share.
*3 parts sarcasm - Sarcasm? I have no clue what sarcasm is.
*2 parts irreverence - Am I irreverent?
*A dash of sexual innuendo - Not here. Nuh uh.
*Several bunches of political commentary - I don't do politics. Unless it's an election year and I'm campaigning for my uncle and then I just do what they tell me to.
*4 ounces of your favorite liquor (let simmer inside author) - Nope. I'm on the wagon.
*A dozen entries from your old high school creative writing notebook - I've actually been meaning to do this one. There's some good stuff in there.
*8 or 9 large anecdotes about your crappy day at work and your jerk of a boss - I don't have a boss, but I got a jerk of a husband. I think that'll substitute fine.
* A shoutout to your blogger buddies - I haven't done this in awhile. I must do this soon.
*Photos of your pets looking their cutest - I have done this. But more often it's my kids that look so darn cute.
*An open letter to an ex who dumped you - Ooh, now there's an idea.
*A pinch of potty humor (use sparingly for best effect) - The only potty humor around here is about potty training.
*An essay on why Mac is better than PC -- or vice versa - I've never used anything but PC. I wouldn't have enough info to write an essay on that and have no motivation to study up.
*A vignette on a childhood trauma that made you a stronger person - I was in a car wreck when I was 3 and once my dad didn't catch me when I was sliding down a water slide. But it's not made me stronger. Now I'm just leary of dirt road intersections at night and I'm scared of water.
Mix above ingredients together in a blog template. Season with song lyrics to taste and garnish with a personal photo showcasing your cleavage. Enjoy! - One has to have cleavage to post photos of it.
I was born a semi-diva. I married a redneck. Through the magic of osmosis or just because of a serious lack of sophistication over the years I have found a balance of the two that make me who I am today. And then I write about it all, much to the chagrin of my mother.
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2 comments:
Oh, baby, you can BUY cleavage! Well, boobs, anyway. Mine don't actually cleave. Well, that's too much info, eh?
Love ya!
Hicktowndiva
Diva-Oh I SO have every intention of a lift and enhancement when this weight comes off! I figure by next summer I'll have some nice perky ones that will look so darn good I won't care if they cleave or not!
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