You poor thing, you. You have been nothing but supportive of me no matter which mood I was in. You have lent a patient ear to my tantrums as well as outburts like any faithful partner would. Yet I take you for granted and do not appreciate how much you mean to me.
Before you came into my life, I used to find it difficult to channelize my emotions, let alone categorize them. You have been a constant source of joy and are now completely indispensible to me. Sometimes I wonder how I used to cope with life before this.
I do not question your loyalty yet I do not acknowledge you in public. That is why I want to wish you a happy anniversary, even though I am late in wishing you this. One year and still going strong - may this journey continue till you get tired of me or I have no more posts to write about, my dear blog.
(P S: I hope this means I am off the list for a bad blog owner award)
Teehee….Either you are off the list for that award or you join the list of crazy people who talk to their blog (like me)
Blogs, animals, the works
Took a leaf out of your book when you remarked about your own blog turning threeee.
Bad, bad owner! No donuts for you!
Now that reminds me of our ‘educational’ chats!
Happy Birthday! We have found our punch bags after all! Haven’t we?
Haha, no donuts indeed.
I love this punching bag. Hiii yaa!!!!