Sunday, April 23, 2006

Sunday confessions

  1. I confess that I just tried to read Dooce; can't do it any more. Bored, bored, bored. I'd take her off our sidebar but Kim's already got a migraine and I don't need to add to the poor girl's woes. Yet.
  2. I confess that these days I'm only interested in non-celebrity bloggers. Although I wish you all every success and many book deals, once your comments get past 100 a day I'll be leaving you. Send me an autograph.
  3. I confess that someone else - Surfing Free? - has also confessed something like this a couple of weeks ago, but hell, if confession is supposed to be about saving MY internet soul then it has to be personal, right?
  4. I confess that I haven't put any of my clean and folded clothes away for over a week. They are making a sculpturally attractive but domestically inefficient pile on the blanket box at the end of our bed. I confess I have no intention of fixing this today.
  5. I confess that it pisses me off that the Prof takes the clothes that I wash, dry and fold for the Whole Family and puts away the piles for Four Out of Five of us.
  6. I confess that I love hearing the church bells ringing around Marrickville on a Sunday morning, but I never answer the call. Maybe the Greek Orthodoxes would have me? They have the best food.
  7. I confess that I was once an eBay addict but that blogging saved me. Maybe this is my church?




Blogger BabelBabe said...

I assume you are the one for whom he does not put away clothes? Why the FUCK do men do this?

Also, with you on the celebrity blogger thing. happy as I'd be for you or Blackbird or whomever if you got some really lucrative book deal - I'd miss you terribly and tell you to email when you wanted to talk.

4/23/2006 09:35:00 am  
Blogger BabelBabe said...

I just had this freak out moment where i realize IT.IS.SUNDAY where you live. And Saturday night still here. anything exciting happening on Sunday there? Bwahahahaa...

4/23/2006 09:36:00 am  
Blogger Lazy cow said...

I'm with you on the celebrity bloggers. I like this little community that is happening here and now :-)
And the folded washing? That is what I should be putting away RIGHT NOW instead of being on the computer.

4/23/2006 11:56:00 am  
Blogger Bec of the Ladies Lounge said...

Yeah Bb - I'm the fifth. Maybe I should start leaving his clothes out of the washing, dry, fold cycle on the grounds that "I don't know how he likes it done"???

Sunday excitement?? Not unless you count getting ready for a four day holiday tomorrow as exciting. Not. Not. Not. (But Western Plains Zoo, here we come...)

4/23/2006 12:05:00 pm  
Blogger jess said...

The Greeks do have the best food. But if there's an organ, run far far away. I feel the same about celebrity bloggers. I just CAN'T comment on their blogs.

4/23/2006 12:24:00 pm  
Anonymous sueeeus said...

Oh dear, I do that put away thing where I put all but one person's stuff away. But I'm the one who washes and folds too. I figure he doesn't have room to complain since I did all the work. His version of helping is pushing the start button on the machine. ...and his famous line is, "But you don't like the way I fold your clothes."

Oh yes, one more thing. In my tiny tiny social world, YOU (collectively, the blog roll) are the celebrities. I get all excited when somebody comments on my blog.

4/23/2006 01:45:00 pm  
Blogger My float said...

The Greek Orthodoxes take anyone. Except possibly, my son. I had to fight to get him christened because, shock, horror, I wasn't married. Ah phooey. I'm horrified to blog this but I ended up "accidentally" ripping them off $100 because one priest gave me a lower quote for the hall, which was hired for hte christening, and boy, wasn't I prompt to pay him.

My laundry is about two storeys high. If it falls, we're all doomed.

Enjoy the zoo!

4/23/2006 06:22:00 pm  
Blogger Kim said...

I sort the dirty washing into light and darks, I do the washing, I hang the washing out, I bring the washing in, I sort it, I put it all away except for 'his'.

It is my nod to the passive agressive martyr who raised me.

4/23/2006 09:12:00 pm  
Blogger Bec of the Ladies Lounge said...

Yes, but read Sueeeus - you two are in the same realm of martyrdom, the Prof and I play by different rules - - -

And given your cranky old buzzard posts, above, I'm just a tiny bit scared you didn't rip into me over Dooce, because I know she's still dearer to your heart than mine, and for good reason. And because I'm only bored, not regretting I ever read her...and ESPECIALLY not regretting that you introduced me!!

4/23/2006 10:22:00 pm  
Blogger Surfing Free said...

Yep, it was me that hates celebrity bloggers. Once you make a living out of blogging you've lost that every-woman thing that makes reading blogs so personal and intimate.
The Dooce groupies need a good slapping.

4/24/2006 07:58:00 am  
Blogger Kim said...

I am proud of how well I bit my tongue instead of giving you a tongue lashing about bad words about Dooce. But I figure you restrained yourself on letting me use and publish cunt so we're sort of equal. Or something.

Surfing Free - I'll forgive you just this once.

Dooce was one of the first blogs I found and is who revealed to me what blogging could be. I still love her.

4/24/2006 07:33:00 pm  
Blogger Kim said...

and did you notice no one is commenting on my cranky confession. I think I scared people.

4/24/2006 07:34:00 pm  
Blogger Joke said...

I lost that "every-woman" thing when I had my doctor ask me about my prostate.


4/25/2006 05:49:00 am  
Anonymous Angie said...

I love the way you two banter back and forth in your comments. I can almost hear the conversations as I read them.

4/26/2006 09:49:00 pm  

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