In a desperate attempt to try and get my head round this whole blog world, I am now on bloglovin. Absolutely no idea what this really means but here goes…
I am a horrible person. I happily judge other people for doing things that I have done, am going to do or wish I had the balls to do.
Before Housemate gets too excited (her initials are also JB), this is not about you. I love you dearly even though you leave tea bags in the sink and lost the key to the post-box. Your achievements are numerous and wonderful but I haven’t dedicated this blog to you. One day, maybe, but not today. Sorry love.
Neither is this blog about Justin Beiber (who I think we can all agree is starting to act like he’s a few sandwiches short of a picnic).
You’ve guessed it. We have reached the exciting episode where I explain why on earth I called my blog Sophie, She Wrote. This one is a bit longer than the others but bear with me, it ends well.
Hi there, me again! Is this getting annoying yet?
If this is the first blog you are reading then welcome! If you are reading this because you are unfortunate enough to be friends with me on Facebook then it’s nice to see you back, sorry for strong-arming you into returning. Continue reading
Wow – so that went well!
Pretty amazed at the amount of views for the last blog – thanks to those who have said lovely things. For those interested, my dad was under strict instructions not to write a comment in view of his previous history. Once upon a time he logged himself into my work’s website, gave himself the username “Dad” and wrote “Nice piece Soph love Dad” on the bottom of what was supposed to be a serious article on medical negligence law. I really appreciated the sentiment but needless to say it wasn’t quite the sort of comment the business development department had been aiming for.
So here we are – blog number two…what on earth am I supposed to do now?