Wake UP! To Death

A couple of weeks ago, I was interviewed by Melody Brooke for her show Wake Up! on Women's Radio.  You can listen to the interview here.

If you are a regular reader of my blog--and I say this with my tongue firmly planted in my cheek.  I check my stats, um, like hourly and I don't receive what you would call huge amounts of traffic--so this is my blog of shame.  Not that there is anything wrong with being on internet radio, but if you happened to read my former post about unplugging from social media for a week, you now have physical proof that I was unable to keep that promise.  It only took three days to make me stare at my computer screen like a junkie.  I was powerless against the allure of Facebook, Twitter, blogs--basically the entire internet in general.  I couldn't help myself.  I felt so alone, so disconnected from people's rants and meal choices and political views, not to mention Arnold's LOVE CHILD and I know I claimed that I felt alone when I was engaging in social media outlets, but it's a different kind of alone.  Trust me.

All I ask is that you please forgive me for my weakness.

So what did I do during my very brief hiatus?  I wrote.  Actually, I edited.  I read two books.  Yes, I did that in three days.  I'm a speed reading graduate of Evelyn Woods, thank you very much.  (Actually, that's a complete and total lie.)  I did lots of laundry.  I ironed some pants.  I ate lots of pep-o-mint life savers.  And then I cracked.

And now I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

I love you internet.  You are such a wonderful distraction from my life. In moderation, of course.  And no porn.

The end.