Its farking official.
My personal email I've had since 2000 has been infiltrated on a daily basis by Spam. Not the luncheon meat, but the crap mail that has no business being there. And not just a little bit, but enough that when skimming I sometimes don't catch my real emails. The ones that count, anyway.
BFF: "Did you catch my email about our date tomorrow?"
Oh, there it is....200 emails into it.
Mother: "I sent you our itinerary for our trip. Why didn't you respond yet?"
Me: "WHAT. You so didn't! Yeah, I WILL check."
Me: "Damn, you did. Argh Spamemail, I hate you."
Mother smirks and nods her all knowing nod.
Friend: "Hey,sent you pics of the kids"
Me: "Serious? When?"
Friend: "Last week?"
Me banging head on laptop.
I will be finding new digs for my real life peeps to send me emails of future dates, lame jokes, pictures of the fam, vacation details, blah blah blah. You get the jist.
Look the only email I want from a stranger is one saying they are coming to my house to hand me a check that will enable me to never work again. (Am I right? Or am I right?...anyone?...anyone?)
BUT, can I tell you the good kind of email that came my way Monday during my (YAWN) managers meeting??
Heather from The Secret is In The Sauce sent me THE email to ask if Thursday was cool for Thursday to be MY day as the Featured Blogger.
So bloggy friends....it's gonna be a special day tomorrow. My blog is putting on a pretty dress (with clean underwear), bake up some cookies (always be a good host, says Martha Stewart) and throw out the welcome mat.
Lil Rambler....just sweep that stuff under the rug. They probably won't go in there. (teehee)
P.S....can you stop by and help a blog friend out and leave a comment. She's going for 25 comments today. Jineen @ I come to the Garden. Thanks. xoxo.