Done. Twenty blog posts published. My self-imposed ban on waiting to tell people that this blog exists is over. I can now email the link to my mum, so that she can pretend that she reads it and I can pretend to believe her. I should definitely do some sort of… welcome.
But what should I do?
… hang on, the ad break’s over. Wow. Thomas from My Kitchen Rules might have the smallest mouth I’ve ever seen. I wonder if he takes smaller bites of food than most people. Does it mean he eats less overall? Or would he just compensate for it by chewing really fast?
Ok, let’s do it. What do you think, Responsible Kate?
I think that you cannot host a party when you’re in your pyjamas with wet hair. Perhaps you could schedule it for a more appropriate time?
It doesn’t look that bad, does it?
Ok. What do you think? Can we have the party now?
Maybe just the bear hat. But look! I put eyeliner on!
But they’re so cuddly. Do I reeeeeally have to go do my hair?
Ok, NOW can we throw the party?
What are you wearing?
It’s that top I got on sale a month ago. The one with the weird sleeves. It’s messed up, right? It’s like I have a cape, but only on one side! And it’s on PURPOSE! People who do fashion are weird.
If you want a party, you will need to wear appropriate clothing. Go put on a dress.
Totes. Nailed it. Even put earrings in.
I appreciate the effort, but this is a party for a blog. And you keep saying you’re “launching” it, but I’m fairly certain that you just mean you’re going to post a link on your Facebook page. Does a ballgown seem like it’s maybe, perhaps, going a bit too far?
Are you saying I have to get dressed AGAIN?
I’m almost too scared to ask.
Oh, lovely! Can we have the party now?
Pretty much just this.
Does that hat say Happy Birthday?
Where did you get that?
Should you wrap this up somehow? Congratulate anyone who’s bothered to read this far? Tell them what your blog is about? Welcome them to leave comments?
These things sound like… elephant farts. Phffffft. PhhFFFFFT.