I can’t believe I am doing this.
I am still trying to find my “like” button on my new self hosted site and I somehow think I am now qualified to audition for…
I am afraid my “like” button is gone forever but if you have ever “liked” my stories before please head on over to the contest fan page here…
and tell them…
Abbie Gale at “All that makes you…” makes me smile, laugh, think, love and cry but I mostly just, CRY LAUGHING!
Anyone who reads me regularly may already know a lot of this but here is my “application” for Blogger Idol.
Tell us about yourself, and WHY you think you are the next Blogger Idol!
I can’t sing. Honestly, I can’t use a comma either. My husband said it would be OK if I started sharing my stories online and with poor punctuation because he says I’m like an ugly porn star. I can tell a story but my parents were hippies and weren’t too interested in sending me to school, regularly.
Abbie is my first name and Gale is my middle. They named me after a man, Abbie Hoffman, who spent his entire adult life trying to get pot legalized. I told you they were hippies. I am a little anonymous because I don’t use my last name. I have high hopes that my kids might want to go to college and writing about all of their sperm diameter fears might negate that aspiration.
God wants me to blog. He sends me pictures of PTO mom’s naked boobies and lets me ponder, (in my blog) what to do. Should I have responded and thanked her? Should I have sent her a picture of my private parts and call it Even Stevens? Did she hear that one of the teachers mistook me and thought I said I was “in the closet” and I never corrected him because…who cares?
God even almost let me kill a man working in my house last week, on a ladder, 22 feet in the air when I “sneak-attacked” a photo and the flash went off. It wasn’t the flash that nearly caused him to fall it was thinking he electrocuted himself. God also named the man “Earlie” so I could say I nearly rendered Earlie “late.”
If you choose me to be one of the finalists I promise to try and figure out what the heck an SEO is and I assure you I have not had any relations with my naked Twitter followers. If I win perhaps you can help me figure out where my “like” button went.
The boys are likely to be found in a pond on the golf course hillbilly hand fishin’ and I am likely to be on the phone with pediatrician asking if they have a vaccine for the flesh-eating bacteria yet. My kids try daily to catch West Nile, Salmonella, and the flesh eating bacteria and I have a channel on TV telling me that Mars does indeed have rocks?
I write often about how silly life is but I write about when life is serious too.
That is how I named my blog. That is why I named my blog. Life made me laugh because sometimes crying leads to smiling and thinking sometimes leads to laughing and love lead to me writing and then sharing and its all me and…
All that makes you smile, laugh, think, love, cry and cry laughing.