my favorite hat with one of my favorite hands
Well this is awkward. If I had a hat, I would have it in my hand. (Whatever that means: Hat in Hand. note to self: Look it up.) Ok, I looked it up. It means showing up with respectful humility.
You've got a lot of nerve...showing back up here as if years haven't gone by.
Yes but I come with respectful humility. Doesn't that count for something?
If you were respectfully humble, you would've visited a bit more often. Why should we believe you when you say you're back for good.
Well, you might at least wait until I actually do say it.
Silence.
Ok, you win. I'm back for good! I was wrong to abandon you. My creativity suffered for it. My heart was in the right place, but life got in the way.
Just admit it, you were spending time on another blog.
Well, yes but, I also moved to another part of the country (and I do mean country!). And my precious kitty died. And I got sick. And I quit painting. If you know anything about me you know it was all very traumatic.
Stop whining. If you are going to write over here, write positive.
You don't understand. I have a lot to complain about.
What about gratitude. Do you have any reasons to be grateful?
Well, yes I do now that you mention it.
Then write about that and you can stay.
Ok. Ok.
I am grateful that this blog is still here.
Quit sucking up. You don't have any readership. They got on with their lives.
But I am grateful for this blog. I love being creative. This blog will help me be accountable.
What else?
My friends and family.
My cat companions.
The great outdoors.
Art supplies.
The Internet.
Miracle Whip.
Miracle Whip? You're grateful for Miracle Whip?
Yeah, ever tried to create a good sandwich without it?
You're hopeless!
I'm also grateful that I had a hat when I needed one. And I never gave up HOPE!
Me either. I always hoped you'd be back and here you are. And I'm grateful for that. Welcome home.
two of my coworkers, Schuester and Gabby