I just watched Sonja Foust do her Drunken House Tour. If I were a Blogger I could do a drunken house tour. Only my house  looks like three dogs and three kids live there. That’s because they do. Plus I’m a lousy housekeeper.  So my drunken house tour would be all about me apologizing for the state of my house. In a drudfnken (That’s supposed to be Drunken, but Pippin was “helping”) manner, sooo probably you wouldn’t be able to understand half of what I was saying.

On the up side I could also do a drunken barn tour, drunken tractor shed tour and druken huge ass garage tour. Wait – there’s more. Drunken Run-In Shed! Drunken Field. Drunken Neighbor’s Ginormous Horse Barn. That last one doesn’t sound quite right. Sounds like I have a drunken neighbor. Which I just might, but not that one. As far as I know.

There now I have stolen a blog post from the wildly popular Pintester. Without the video. Or Pictures.

Luckily I’m not a Blogger I’m a Novelist. So no one expects much from my blog.

Aren’t I special?

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{ 3 comments… read them below or add one }

Julie April 20, 2013 at 1:23 am

Yep, massively special! 😉


KarenB April 18, 2013 at 8:26 am

Why, yes! You ARE special. VERY special! ;D


Judy, Judy, Judy April 18, 2013 at 6:00 am

Kate I expect so much more from you. Joking. Sorry. I had a little too much to drink. Orange Juice that is. I want to go on your drunken tour but only if I can pet Pippin.


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