The stalemate continues.
Listen. I don’t want to get all finger-wagging-head-gyrating-bad-i-tude on you, but there is really nothing in the world more annoying than having someone tell you that you are wrong when you know that:
a) You are not wrong.
b) They have no idea what they’re talking about.
c) YOU ARE NOT WRONG.
Oh, wait. There is one thing more annoying. Having them interrupt you mid-sentence to tell you that after you have been nothing but polite even though you have long known that every time they open their mouth they are just guessing or pretending to know what they’re talking about.
It usually makes me do something like this:
Is it lunch time yet?
Exciting news! Remember last year when I participated in the Cold Hands, Warm Hearts blogger exchange?
Welp, I’m doing it again folks.
I just found out my blog partner. She’s from Tennessee and her name is Dusty. (Is that not the cutest name ever? I can’t even take it.)
Now I just have to get my butt in gear and make sure I send out her care package by the end of the month. (Last year a was a few days late…so shameful. But at least I blogged about what I received…unlike my partner. Also shameful.)
Anyone else doing any kind of blogger (or real life) exchanges? What was your experience like?
****EDIT*** Aaaand she wrote the nicest post about me ever here. Seriously, I love southerners. Dusty, you’re awesome to the millionth power. I don’t want to brag, but I’m pretty sure I got the nicest swap partner.