Mother’s Day Haul

I was stunned speechless by the card taped to my computer this morning:

And not because it’s a scary picture. Yes, I know that it is, but that’s not my point. It’s because it was a card from Charlie that I must have guilted him into creating last night by reminding him that he did nothing for me on Mother’s Day — I didn’t even get the back rub that he didn’t promise to give me but suggested that he *might*.

But here’s where it get’s interesting:

THIS IS FRICKEN’ GENUIS!

Front: Facebook profile since 2009 (actually it was since 2007). The face of JENMENKE.COM

Inside: Self-described Mac Geek Farm Girl, or should we say, Pioneer Woman No. 2, Jennifer Menke runs the ever popular tech/family/travel blog jenmenke.com Sporadically posting updates on events in her life, an example being the rare “Road Warrior” series chronicling their camping adventures, starting with the first post on August 13th 2012 and ending abruptly with the claim of losing the “Road Warrior Journal.” Likely story Jennifer Menke. But even with these drawbacks, Jen Menke seems to be an incredible character, dealing with her family: from the daughter refusing to come home, to her son writing day-late mother’s day cards. With this in mind, we can present Jen Menke with the award of…

This is writing that grabs me by my heartstrings! SARCASM! THIRD PERSON BRILLIANCE! (yes, plenty of spelling errors too, but give him a break, man. There are actually way less than normal.)

It made me want to write a blog post.

So here I am, five hours later, after deciding that I also had to update my theme to a responsive one, updating and changing all my widgets and ads, learned all the new rules about google search, feedburner and RSS feeds (should I go on?), all conducted with full knowledge that I have a marketing meeting in less than four hours and I’ve not written the copy I told the committee I would bring to the meeting.

So, no, nothing has changed in my life since I last regularly posted.

I have been tickling around the idea of a blog post for over a week now, when, while taking prom pictures, this girl:

Shouted out to me: “I love your blog!”

I laughed self deprecatingly. But really. Is it fair of me to let my fans down like I have? Honestly. Those marketing people can just WAIT.

Anyway, it’s anyone’s guess as to whether I really will write more after today. I just really could not believe that card Charlie gave me. It’s like he’s been lying to me all these years. How could he be both funny AND able to write a good card and I did not know this?

Anyway. Morgan gave me a great card too. What I’m most proud of in hers is that she has perfected that enviable style of penmanship that is both readable and not readable at the same time.

See what I mean? It’s like the fake handwriting I did when I was 5, only I can read it perfectly. She’s perfectly brilliant. (Even if she is a “dirty hippy” “flaming liberal”) –Her words, not mine.

So, now I really must go. I just got this lovely text string in a fit of dirty-hippy-flaming-liberal-hysteria: