Showing posts with label hand foot and mouth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hand foot and mouth. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Dear Susan
So blogspot has changed. I am thinking, hey, you know what, I might send Susie a post coz I am stuck at home, looking out a window watching grey skies gather strength while my baby, who has Hand Foot and Mouth disease (not a joke about babies and their hands and feet in the mouths like my father thought)is sleeping and here I am, all logged in and raring to go to write a big ol' chunky post about sugar substituting and loyalty cards at coffee shops when I see, blogspot has changed.
There have been too many changes in the last two years - and this is just another one I am struggling to come to terms with.
Oh, looking at the post, you cannot see that blogspot has changed. You can only tell once you start trying to post.
It's not a big deal. I am just saying that it has thrown me. I mean, I can cope. I will adjust. I will be flexible and adapt.
But gosh darn it, world, can't you just hurry up and make Susie be in Melbourne or me be in Sydney already?
Oh yeah, I miss you.
Love Amanda
ps. so I made brownies with dates instead of sugar. I know. Genius.
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