I know.
Famous Last Words.
But, somehow Martin became a follower of my blog without me knowing how? or what? But then I signed on anyway, because blogger told me it would be fun. And, I'm not willing to fight blogger. Europeans who repeatedly try and run me over? Maybe. People who wear lots of acid washed denim? Most likely. But blogger--definitely not!
So, become a follower! I'm not really sure how it all works, but because I have evil plans involving blogs in my future anyway, I figured it would be good to check out. So that note, if you enjoy the blog, or find it interesting and worthy of more than one read, then show the love and follow me!* The link is on the upper right hand corner. Whoo! (Whuuu!)
*I'm not saying I will be personally offended if you don't choose to follow me, but I may stop responding to emails. Or answering your calls. And start referring to you as that person I used to know. What was your name again? :)
1 comment:
So the baby is back asleep and I've read all the posts and I'm all involved in the story and wondering where it is going and how much money I have to send you for you to get me a leather jacket that will look as good on me as the ONE photo of you (ok so you posted two but you were wearing the same outfit, so it doesn't count). Will you get me an Italian jacket so I can remember your trip? Consider it a Christmas present (yes, even though I'll pay).
All the same I'm hesitant to become a follower-- seems like such a commitment... I'll waffle some more and if you ever answer any of my questions (again, who is this Martin person?) maybe I'll consider it. ciao bella!
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