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My new couch is like a tropical paradise.

You probably guessed it. My first (of probably many) blog posts from my spot on the new couch. I’m so bubbly with excitement you’d think I was blogging from my beach chair in the Bahamas whilst drinking my pina colada. Nope. That thing under my butt is just my new couch & that mug in my hand is just my coffee. And not even with my french vanilla coffee creamer might I add. I ran out this morning so I had to use J-Bird’s lactose free milk.

We’re rearranging the living room entire downstairs to accommodate the new couch, so I’m excited to see what this place is going to look like in a few days when we’re done.

Just to give you guys a real life play-by-play, J-Bird just sat on the chaise lounge portion of the couch & said, Oh my! My legs are comfy! This is a new experience.

I can see this couch is going to be good for our relationship.

BrennaG.

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I want the views, but you guys are freaking me out.

Guys, no joke, the stuff that pops up on my “Top Searches” creeps me the hell out. Actually I wish WordPress would just get rid of that feature all together. I could do without it. I really don’t need to know what people are typing into the search bar that leads them here, to this lovely paradise.

Lately the most searched phrase in my top searches is “my dad had sex with me”. Alright, guys. Let’s be clear here. I DID NOT do a post about that. I did a post a couple weeks back about the sex talk with my pops. Just sayin’. And if you’re struggling with your dad having sex with you, please, go tell the cops. Or your therapist. Or your mother. Or someone other than WordPress. Kthanks.

Also, globophobia gets searched all the time! Freaking nuts! Apparently everyone is scared of balloons. Like we should have a national globophobia day with a festival & shit. It’d be great. No balloons required. Just lots of funnel cakes.

Who’s with me on getting National Globophobia Day started?!

Also, watch what you search, I’m watching you.

BrennaG.