To overcome my severe and debilitating writer’s block, last week I reached out to you, dear readers, on ideas to write about. I got a few suggestions…

Arla-Shay suggested…
Explosive diarrhea is always fun. Can I bring you a couple of bean burritos from Taco Bell?

randomgiggles thought…
The Twilight series – your thoughts about this…(fan or not)
Friendships that have ended and how you overcame it..

These, while great suggestions, have either been asked and answered thoroughly (poo stories, really Arla-Shay? You haven’t had enough?!) or are topics that I can’t exactly write about in this semi-public (who am I kidding? UBER-public!) forum.

You see, when I started writing this blog, it just began as a “ooh, what a fun what to chronicle Bee’s baby years”. Honestly, like most things I do, I didn’t imagine sticking with it past week 4. And that’s being generous.

So when I started writing about my Spanx Exercise Adventure and Foul Diaper Situations, I only thought about 15 people would be reading those crappy additions to the blogsphere.

But soon, I was whoring my blog out to anyone who would listen. Dentist appointment? I’d tell everyone within ear range about the blog. Given, it probably was a little difficult to translate with 50 pounds of torture devices in my mouth at the time. Pap smear? I’d mention all my vagina documentation without missing a beat. Gastroenterologist and Therapy Session? You don’t even want to know…

My point? Is that now all the people I would want to dish about and relive funny stories about with them, well, they probably read the blog, too.

Let’s just say I’m about 2 for 3 for roommates that still like me after the fact. But as for that one who doesn’t, maybe that will make a good post someday, because I’m sure that bitch lovely, character-building individual doesn’t read the blog (or wouldn’t admit it if she did).

Hmmm…Maybe we can make an exception and unseal these lips for a day or two…

Song title: Our Lips Are Sealed by The Go-Go’s