I’m Back
Posted: September 9, 2012 Filed under: Uncategorized 24 CommentsI’ve been gone for more than a week. Thank you so much to all the guest writers who kept the site moving while I was working and working…and working. But now…
Like James Brown, I’m back! Alright, not quite like James. He isn’t back. He was back, but is not currently back.
So let’s sum up. I’m back. James isn’t. James is far funkier than me, even though I have the advantage of a beating heart.
I’m a better writer than James Brown. I am the one who has a new post ready for tomorrow. Hope to see you here.
(Guest Writers – I owe you. Bless you all for helping me out)
Blurt 
Welcome “home.” Regardless of any reports to the contrary, the blog was not on the couch.
I’ll take your word for it, but if you can tell me what that is in the corner I’d appreciate it. I’m worried it will stain.
I can’t say for sure, but I heard that happened on Laura’s watch.
Right. Shake up all the beers in the fridge and then blame the person who opens one. Real mature, Hippie.
When I first read this, I thought it said bears and I was all like “I didn’t think anyone saw that! Who told about the bears???”
Welcome back — even though you didn’t use my guest post, I’ll forgive you and keep reading. Say, maybe I can have it back and use it myself??
I’m trying to find a font that adequately conveys my horror. I’ll email you.
Oma…you’re back! Well, that week just flew by. I left things in good order…can’t speak for the rest of the gang but I think that thing in the corner is leftover pumpkin pie.
I told them not to bring it in the house but you know guest bloggers… 😉
If I find pumpkin pie in my place I’m going to have to sell it. The place, not the pie.
I’m so happy you’re back! I missed you so! What did you bring me? Not a stupid bag of seashells that you found at the beach, I hope. I may have forgotten to water your plants. How passive-aggressive of me.
No! I got you a gas mask. I didn’t use it.
Yay! You stuck to the gift list I gave you! That’ always safest.
Your guest writers knocked it out of the park Oma! I noticed you had a weak moment and allowed a male blogger in. Hope he left the lid up!
I did? Damn. I was so tired.
Welcome back! 🙂
Now, if I could just stop working…
At first I thought you said, “I’m Black.” So confusing.
Nah, I barely tan
I’d say you were sorely missed but your superior picks did a fine job of making us say, “Oma who?” They did awesome!
I’m still glad you’re back in the saddle, though, and the off-blog high jinx are over. Now you can get back to that same, dull routine. FTW!
Now it’s time for James Brown’s Celebrity Hot Tub Party! “Hot tub full of water! Rub-a-dub in the hot tub!”
Will it make me wet? Will it make me sweat?
Every time I hear of James Brown, that’s all I can think of too (Celebrity Hot Tub Party). Then I start to hear the Tom Tom Club song Genius of Love, the part that goes, James Browwwwn, James Browwwn.
So glad you’re back! I bet you’re red, white and blue all over and very, very tired. Can’t wait for your post. Hey, did you see any celebrities? Any celebrities carrying around empty chairs?
Yay! You’re back! You’re back! I hope things are settling down nicely, and you are back into the routine. I so enjoy ‘routine’. Oh, and that heartbeat you’ve got going for you… yeah, you could so beat James Brown in a dance-off now. Easy peasy.
I’d be impressed if your mustache is half as badass as James’