- I was born on Groundhogs Day (that’s February 2nd to you) under a full moon. A Psychic once commented that being born under a full moon gives you special powers. But not special powers like Superman or Spiderman, I’m still on a quest to discover all of my special powers.
- I don’t use caps on my posts, sorry if that bugs you but this isn’t about you b/c it’s about me.
- I call this blog a BLOB b/c that’s what Augusten Burroughs calls his and I think he’s pretty cool and the word blog bugs me. I’m a huge fan of Augusten.
- This isn’t a blog you can categorize into any one topic or subject, it’s main purpose is to entertain YOU, me, your dogs, cats and that weird uncle you try to avoid at family gatherings.
- I really, really, really promise not to stab you.
- I’m married and I have two children, one that grew in my body (boy) and one that grew in my heart (girl). The girl has a biological mother and I would never, ever, ever try to replace that relationship b/c that would be really weird. I did help raise her along with her Dad for eight years, she lived with us full time. Not sure what that makes me, but I consider her my daughter.
- I stupidly wrote some pretty harsh things here about her mother and was devastated when her mother found it. Even more so when she printed it all out and made the girl read it, I’d never told the girl about the blob. I made a public and personal apology to her mother and I don’t write bad things anymore b/c it was pretty stupid.
- My family told me they found me in a trashcan and that I would grow up to live in a tin can house in the woods. They couldn’t help it, they were wolves. I was raised by wolves. You probably were too.
- My Dad died February 1st, 2006 and I had no idea how much I would miss him, or how unsafe the world would become without him here. Lucky for me, I have another Dad . The one who biologically made me. He’s pretty cool once you get to know him.
- Piglet was a childhood nickname given to me by my Dad (the one that died). The nickname came from me being a 10 pound baby and incredibly CUTE.
- I bought my own domain about a year ago, but I haven’t officially set it up b/c I’m busy doing facebook and responding to ashton kutcher’s tweets on twitter (he never responds).
- Life’s been good to me so far, I’m just looking for clues at the scene of the crime. Lucky I’m sane after all I’ve been through. I can’t complain but sometimes I still do. Joe Walsh wrote that.
- I’ve been sober in a fellowship for 18 years, I started drinking when I was two. Not really, I was at least eleven.
- A psyche Doctor told me about two years ago that I had tourettes based on some very strange behaviors as a child. Not the cool cussing tourettes, but the spitting/grunting/repeating words kind. He said it tends to turn into OCD as you get older, which it did. When I do and say stupid things, I think I should be able to blame it on tourettes.
Feel free to comment I don’t edit comments or remove them, unless you are trying to cause trouble. You can email me directly at dailypiglet[at]yahoo[dot][com] if you have questions that weren’t answered here.
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July 8, 2009 at 8:21 am |
Cool facts about the owner of the “blob”. That is neat that you were born on Groundhog Day-So people are either in a good mood or bad mood when they see you on your birthday depending on the predictions given by Willie.
July 8, 2009 at 8:55 am |
Well, I have questions. Lots of questions. But I will release them one at a time to keep things interesting.
I love Groundhog Day because it is in February and that means it’s cool outside. But I don’t like the repeating thing. Maybe that is where your tourettes came from?
Maybe that is where your tourettes came from?
July 8, 2009 at 1:24 pm |
How cool that your Piglet was a nickname from your childhood days cause Trailboss is for me too. I used to mock Gil Favor (Rawhide fame) and the way he sat on his horse and looked over the herd and talked to himself. Actually it was narriated (I think) but anyway, I used to sit on LuckyPony and try to round up the goats then say Lisa Woodard, Trailboss. Hee hee. My brothers teased me about it. So when I started my blog there was no other name it could be. Kindly like So’s sippiambrose item. That is an imaginary friend he had when he was young.
July 8, 2009 at 2:42 pm |
Wow, that story about the other mom finding the blob was a good warning to those of us who think we are annonymous…
July 8, 2009 at 5:53 pm |
I wish you lived in Ottawa because it would be so very cool to talk to you over breakfast some time at one of our Ottawa blobbers breakfasts
July 8, 2009 at 10:20 pm |
Special powers: awesomeness
July 9, 2009 at 10:51 am |
I have a difficult time figuring out what I should post and what I shouldn’t. When going to school it wasn’t too bad, but now that I am working I don’t want to let things slip that shouldn’t, so I don’t post about work.
As for your special power, maybe you need to come into contact with a special material for it to become powerful enough to notice… I recommend that you find as many different things and roll around on them to see if anything happens.
A warning though: most people that I give this advice to come to the realization that their super power is Awkwardness.
July 9, 2009 at 2:50 pm |
You have plenty of special powers, silly. Quit fishin’.
July 9, 2009 at 5:07 pm |
hannah78, either people love me or hate me not much in between i thinks. one year i hope to make it to that town in PA to be present for the groundhog appearance. they dress up in old skool clothes and hats.
scott, i lurve you so very much. you could be on to where the tourettes came from, i’m willing to buy that
i love questions, just love them. as long as i don’t have to hold a phone.
lisa, I LOVE THAT YOU USED TO DO THAT ON YOUR HORSE! that is so very cool. i actually heard a song in my head as i read that, you need a song. what’s the song? AND that you actually put it in writing. i used to do a weird dance move from a panty hose commercial. i think it was stephanie powers in the commercial. i used to love her so much in hart to hart, i pretended they were my real parents. i was devastated when they didn’t marry each other in real life after their partners died in real life.
lou, indeed a very important lesson. one that i read on other blobs but chose to ignore. see, it was my fault. when my dad died i put the obit on the blob and it had my name. very dumb move on my part. i have several dumb moves, if you haven’t noticed so far.
xup, you and me both. how i would love to join you and your group of blobbers. it’s on my bucket list, that’s for sure. too bad i moved so far south, i could have just driven up there from massachusetts.
wpofd: you have them too, me thinks.
mr. snow: i love your sense of humor, it’s bizarre and entertaining and smart all rolled into one donut. i picture myself trying to roll around in stuff, i could take notes from my dogs. i suffer from awkwardness as well, and big mouthism and lots of other fun things. despite it all, i’m pretty pleased with how i’ve turned out. someone’s gotta be right
cheree head: i ain’t fishin! i’m just slack on blob material so give it a rest or i’mma come down and thump you on the head. and i’m branging ann with me
July 12, 2009 at 3:35 pm |
You definitely have numerous special powers. I’m not sure there are words for them. I can, however, make a generalization about your collection of said powers. Whatever they may be, they all come under the heading of “Sucking people in and making them adore you.”
I mean that in the absolutely nicest possible way.
Love you P’let. XO