A couple of weeks ago, I had a bad case of bloggers block. I couldn’t think of anything interesting to write about. A couple of times I woke up in the middle of the night with an idea, but then I’d fall straight back to sleep and by the morning the inspiration had gone.
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I’ve done a couple of posts recently that seem to have struck a chord with people; You Know You’re a Parent When… and Twitter is Like… I’ve been totally bowled over by the response to both, so thank you very much. It seems that the secret to a successful blog post is having an ellipsis in your blog title, and doing all your writing after several glasses of wine.
It’s the middle of the morning right now, so I’ve not had any wine, but just for a laugh I thought I’d combine the topics of those two posts, and do a quick one called You know you spend too much time on Twitter when… Feel free to add your own suggestions in the comments.
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DorkySon has always loved us to read stories to him. As long as there’s a cuddly grown-up and a book nearby, he’s the happiest boy in the world.
A couple of nights ago, DorkyDad and I were a little surprised to suddenly find that the storytelling roles had reversed.
“Sit on the floor Mummy.” said DorkySon. “Sit down Daddy. I’m going to tell you a story.”
We did as we were told, and sat down on the carpet. DorkySon sat down in front of us and took a deep breath.
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I was out for coffee the other day with a non-tweeting friend. “So what’s Twitter actually like?” she asked.
I ummed and ahhed, and explained it all very badly, mumbling some fairly dry stuff about retweets and hashtags and follows. She didn’t look convinced. So I’ve been thinking about it ever since, and here’s what I’ve come up with.
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I am very happy to present the third installment of my occasional series ‘Small Town Street Art‘.
After six months living in Harpenden, I’ve finally found a third bit of graffiti – Elvis dancing on the side of the Doctor’s surgery.
The kids are getting pretty wild around here.
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I have never been a big fan of exercise, but when DorkySon celebrated his third birthday I realised that it was no longer possible to keep blaming my wobbly bits on ‘post-pregnancy’. So recently I’ve borrowed some Davina McCall fitness DVDs from a friend and I’ve been quite enjoying doing them. Each session is only half an hour, so can be easily done while DorkySon is taking a nap.
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