Friday, December 01, 2017
If it's December 1st, it must be time for an apology.
Sorry I haven't written much. Sorry I've been gone. Sorry the cute stories are fewer and farrer betweener. Sorry I'm tired. Sorry I don't feel funny. Sorry the weather is cold. Sorry the weather is warm. Sorry it's been a bad year. Sorry our country is falling apart. Sorry people only seem to be able to yell and not discuss. Sorry the roads are bad. Sorry I didn't go shopping on Black Friday. Sorry the house is a mess. Sorry it's so late. Sorry there is no list. Sorry I haven't done any Christmas shopping yet. Sorry people can't spell. Sorry I'm not going to cut and paste and post the thing about the thing so people know that I care about the thing. Sorry I haven't volunteered enough. Sorry I don't have a Christmas tree yet. Sorry I can't be there. Sorry I took the last parking spot. Sorry cat, you don't get my supper. Sorry I don't usually turn my heat up very much. Sorry you don't like that song. Sorry I can't. Sorry I won't. Sorry I didn't. Sorry I did.
For the past several years my opening post for Holidailies has been some sort of general apology litany for things done and left undone. Unsurprisingly, nothing has changed much over the past 12 months, so here we are again, ready for another go-round. Help yourself to any apologies you like listed above, and then sit down, kick your shoes off and let's have a chat.
I'm glad you're here.
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No apologies necessary... my blog lies empty these days, except in August, October, and December. (I'm podcasting now, but that's a different thing.)
And ANY words from you are a joy and a pleasure.
But as long as you're accepting blame - can we talk about the unseasonably warm weather in Texas? I'll trade it for your cold stuff!
Glad to be here - and not sorry about it!
No apologies necessary.
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