I’ve had a crazy busy day today, so I decided to look through my drafts folder to see if there was anything there worth posting.
And if you’re wondering what I mean by “drafts folder,” it’s just the place where I start posts that I don’t necessarily finish. For example, if I have a particularly eventful day with the child, I might title the post, then type out a list of pertinent details until I figure out what I want to say about the aforementioned eventful day.
It’s really just a safeguard against the fact that motherhood has robbed me of all short term memory.
Anyway, I’ll jot down a few details, then go back to the draft in a day or two and write the actual post.
Usually.
But, as I discovered today, sometimes posts get lost in the shuffle. To wit, I present you with this little gem:
The Night The Beans Bit Back
started walking daily, want to eat better, made Jeana‘s pinto bean recipe since it seemed somewhat healthy, ate beans – which were quite delicious, then later suffered dire intestinal distress and literally ran myself out of my own bedroom
I’m telling you, internets: you can’t find that level of klassy bloggity goodness just anywhere.
Oh no ma’am you can’t.
I’ll be back later tonight with an American Idol re-cap, probably around 9:30 or so.
I will not eat any beans beforehand.
This is my promise to you.
I have to admit, I was kind of wondering where you were. And now, I see I may be the first commenter! Wahoo!–as any good Wiggle Fanatics Mom would say.
I was so in a hurry to be #1 that I forgot to say…I haven’t watched AI or the Apprentice this season. Sometimes I need a season off of all the drama. I will still enjoy your posts though. =)
My daughter is still missing. It’s been a week now. You have no idea how much of an “escape” reading your blog has been for me. I feel like I have absolutely no reason or incentive to smile, but then I read something you’ve written and I can’t help but smile. It feels good. You are such a blessing. Keep doing what you do.
You might need to “pass” that recipe along to Antique Mommy…she is in need of a little gas-tronimical help!!
I love your blog!
Are you sure you hadn’t been to the Fish Camp? :)
You know what they say about beans….
Beans,beans,the musical fruit.The more you eat,the more you toot!!!!
Have a good day Boomama
Donna;)
Girl, I feel your pain! FEEL YOUR PAIN!!!
Hey–you need to make that recipe for Antique Mommy. :)
Hey, eat all the beans you want–that’s the beauty of the Internet-no smell :)
And I CANNOT believe I just typed that comment.
Uh…did I fail to mention Beeno as a side?
Sister’s comment made me laugh!
Beans, beans good for your heart…
As we like to say in the house of Fiddle, “The smeller’s the feller.”
You’re all too, too funny!!
love it – love even more that you made up a whole new post to surround it with backstory first. there is a reason you win awards *bowing low*
thank you for sharing…i think.
you are a hoot!
I’m laughing too hard at Sarah to even comment right now –
Toot! Toot!
(and yes, AM would love the recipe)
Keepin’ it real, BooMama. Keepin’ it real. Beans and all.
Don’t you know you’re supposed to blame the dog??? (rolling eyes)
I am telling you that Jane Austen has nothing on you.
I so enjoy logging on to read Pertinent Socio-Economic Data regarding Methane Passage, or Revenge of the Pinto.
I, on the other hand, can personally attest to the Effects of Fiber After Consuming Four (count ’em, FOUR) Cups of Frosted Mini-Wheats.
It wasn’t pretty.
I believe my husband used the phrase “What crawled up inside you and DIED?” more than one or twenty times…
I’m laughing so hard I’ve got tears running down my face and I think I might be going into labour! His Singer just really cracked me up, or more particularly her husband. BooMama, you need to preface your comment page with “Beware: these comments may not be appropriate for women at 36 weeks gestation or greater. Laughter may induce labour.”
I have some drafts in a folder, but they aren’t quite as, ahem, lively as that!
Blessings,
Karla
So funny…I have been a loyal lurker and totally enjoy your blog!
Just blame it on the dog….
OH my Lord!! You need some serious help! It’s called Gas-X. They say take 1-2 pills as needed, but I’m sure 4 wouldn’t kill ya!