"The posts are written well, but I mean, what do you want me to tell you..each day is something different that has nothing to do with the day before, no real structure".
I do not know why I even care or why I allowed those words to linger in my brain long after that conversation was over.
No real structure?
To my justification its just a blog, which means I am not getting paid for this, at least not yet, (adware: I may be coming for you!) So I do not understand why I took those 3 words so personal.
But its a brand new day, which means a brand new post, and I have resolved to make a few changes. I have been trying this new thing lately, not to lock and load when a nasty comment comes my way, but being the strong woman that I am today, I also refuse to duck and cover. Instead, I am going to answer by making a post that has the most structure a post has ever seen!
I think its a damn good plan (not the least bit immature)-wise, tolerant, and yes, even kind of Zen-like. If I play my cards right I may even be crowned "Miss Structured Blogger 2009".
There's just one teeny, tiny problem: It's Thursday, I have let the stack of work on my desk pile all week, my boss is on vacation so I can't even convince him to give me a few more days of slack, I'm hungry and tired and it's only 9:48am.
But that certainly doesn't mean its not worth a try! Here. Goes. Nothing.
Top 7 things I love about Jason
1. He says what he means. No filter in that cute little mouth of his I like to kiss so often!
2. No matter how grumpy I may be at 7am, he still braves a "good morning"
2. He lets me order what I like AND will even order for himself something I was deciding over, just so I could steal some bites :::sigh:::
3. He surprises me with mints in the morning to make our morning commute that much sweeter.
4. He orders me kanizu rolls even though I am pretty sure he did not like cucumbers at first, but still pretended too
5. He walks fast, I stroll, but he will wait on me when there's a big gap between us and hold my hand to cross streets. melt.
6. He will eat more than me, not because he's hungry, but to spare my feelings when I serve myself seconds.
7. He admits that I am the boss (bawse). true story.
2. No matter how grumpy I may be at 7am, he still braves a "good morning"
2. He lets me order what I like AND will even order for himself something I was deciding over, just so I could steal some bites :::sigh:::
3. He surprises me with mints in the morning to make our morning commute that much sweeter.
4. He orders me kanizu rolls even though I am pretty sure he did not like cucumbers at first, but still pretended too
5. He walks fast, I stroll, but he will wait on me when there's a big gap between us and hold my hand to cross streets. melt.
6. He will eat more than me, not because he's hungry, but to spare my feelings when I serve myself seconds.
7. He admits that I am the boss (bawse). true story.
Sounds like true love to me!!!
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