Herb’s Blog, Herbdate 22153 – 724:
Well, I missed a couple of days this week for which I do sincerely apologize but, along with the funky-wunky schedule and getting a lot more hours than I have in recent times past, my wife and I have been told by the doctors to start going to a Physical
Terrorist Therapist. Then my phone broke and I had to go back to an older phone that I have kept in case of emergencies. It’s not really smart enough of a phone to run the WordPress app. “Stop whingeing and whining, Herb, and get on with it already.” (Whingeing is a word I learned from my readers who speak English. Us guys what talk good American don’t use it, really. I like it, though, even if I am not particularly what one dictionary described as an Anglophile.)
Well, I do apologize but after doing all I’ve done today A whinge and a whine is all I’ve got. No. Wait. Let me take a quick jog through the archives and see if I can’t find a cartoon or poem or a joke or something for you, Gentle Reader.
The Hiking Boots
The first carload of Boy Scouts had left my house minutes earlier,
bound for our three-day wilderness trip. As I backed my own vanload
of Scouts out of my garage, I noticed a pair of hiking boots on the
back steps, so I stopped to retrieve them.
An hour later, we caught up with the first car, which was parked at
a highway rest stop. Seeing me pull up, my assistant Scout leader
rolled down his window. “Your wife just called on my cell phone,” he
said. “She asked if you knew anything about the plumber’s boots that
were on your back steps.”
Gotta hate dem terrorists.
Hope you make it through!
Thank you kindly, ma’am.
Love the herbdate. Good luck with the physical terrorist. Hope that plumber was wearing socks!
Hahaha! Thank you very mch.
Your hiking boots mishap made me laugh 🙂
Thanks for the laugh.
And I hope the plumber did get his boots back.
Did the plumber’s boots mishap actually happen to you, or is that something you read? It is just so funny and it did make me laugh out loud! It sounds like you’ve had a stressful week.
No, it didn’t happen to me, it was in an old humor e-mail. Yes, stress but I’m hopefully over the hump and will be back on track before too long.
My advice- not that you’ve asked for it but – stop expecting yourself to post everyday! Post 3 or 4 times a week! That’s a lot! Cut yourself some slack!!! You won’t lose us because WE LOVE YOU!! Be kind to the person we love!!! You need some Herb and Mrs. Herb time with no Cyberspace deadlines. Relax. You are the sweetest man and you’re too hard on yourself. Big hug.
Thank you so much for your kind words and thoughts. I sincerely appreciate them. It may wind up that way for a while until I get a new rhythm going and get ahead of myself again. The thing is that this commitment is a challenge I made to myself and well, if you dare yourself and especially double-dog dare yourself, well it’s quite the thing. But, now I have tonight’s post, I think. Thank you again. You are, as my dad would have said, a good egg.
Here’s the thing – don’t put pressure on yourself. My posts, your posts are about maintaining ourselves as writers and connecting with our audience. Your writing will get even better if you cut yourself some slack. You obviously connect with your audience if someone who you don’t know feels strongly enough to worry about you!
If you’d seen the physical terrorist earlier maybe you would have been able to run faster.
You’ve got a point.
Whinge is a great word. We have many such words – not a single one of them in any way complimentary 😉
That’s really funny. It’s almost like you guys invented the language or something.