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Stalker Tendancies

 It seems odd to me, that someone who was always getting mad at me, who felt that I was "shitty to work with" Still takes time out of their day, to read, and then go on to talk about what they read, in my blogs.  I guess its like that quote, "Love me or hate me, either way your thinking about me" ha. Insane in a way really.

 So work went really well today. Busy but not insanely so. Just enough to keep us moving and make time pass by the way it should. Then I get home and I am told that I apparently have a stalker, so once again I am told I should keep what I say in MY Blogs to myself. Freedom of speech is an awesome thing. I am not going to stop blogging, I enjoy it. I enjoy going back and remembering my crazy days, or remembering how I thought something was the end of the world and when I go back and read it thinking oh wow... It gets so much worse! I love re reading the funny things my kids have said and done, and the odd stories customers have told me. Also the blog is my outlet to just get off my chest whatever I want to. If you don't like it, you don't have to read it, its not like I am shoving it into anyones face. I blog, and you can go to my blog or you can not. I don't care. I wont block certain people, or make it private or anything else. I don't care if people read it, or don't. I blog for me, not you, not her, not him. Its all for me. Its a selfish blog.

 Tonight for dinner I am trying out a recipe for "bread bowls" and since, I took all that time, making the bowls... I had hubby go by a "Mix" to make the soup. Cheating I know. But I worked SO hard on the bowls themselves... Of course while hubby was at the store, and I was "blogging" about my day and my apparent stalker. I smelled this smell. My bread, that was rising? Yeah its in the oven... That I for some reason TURNED ON. Just an FYI the oven should NOT be turned ON for your bread to rise. ESPECIALLY if your bread is covered with a cloth, your favorite sunflower cloth... and ESPECIALLY not if your bread is in a PLASTIC bowl. Yeah. Thats lovely. Dinner's going to be a little bit later than last expected. Sorry.
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