I’ve had this post saved on my computer for awhile now and today is as good a day as any to finally post it. It’s a guest post from my 15-month old son, Luke. I’m starting him on blogging early, though I think Daddy would rather we spend more time working on his fast ball. Here’s what he had to say (hopefully it doesn’t stir up too much controversy):

When I was engaged to be married a friend’s mother offered to make the flower arrangements. I know nothing about flowers, so when she asked me what kind I wanted I just replied, “I don’t care, just make sure they are colorful.”

At home my bedroom walls are painted maroon, my office walls are painted green, a wall in my living room is painted brown, my son’s room is painted tan and blue, and my kitchen is painted white with red accents.

I like colors.

So my mom offered to redesign my blog, and I happily accepted her offer. When she asked me what colors I liked, I gave her many choices. Too many, perhaps I have been known to get bored with my blog designs and she knows that, but she was up for the challenge. She is a genius. With all the colors she used, I’ll never get bored with this design!

I am loving it so far. I’ve been feeling rather uninspired to blog lately and I think this is just what I needed to get the bloggy juices going again. So, what do you think? Do you like it?

My blog looks drab. Not griddle bandit-y at all. Any suggestions? I lack all the necessary skills for designing a proper blog. I think I should outsource. Do you bloggers know of anyone who could spiff up my blog for a reasonably low cost?

Someone needs to invent a way to blog your thoughts directly from your brain. I get so many thoughts while I’m driving or walking and I say to myself, “I’m going to blog that when I get to a computer.” But then I get to where I’m going and I totally forget. I had a thought just this morning that I wanted to blog and I can’t remember it to save my life. I even had a clever title picked out. Dang and a half.

You know what I’m talking about, right? Some people have those fancy phones so they can blog anytime they have their phone with them. I don’t have a fancy phone, but it wouldn’t matter because most of my blogging thoughts come while I’m driving or in the shower.

Not that blogging all my thoughts would make this blog any more interesting to read. It would just give everyone a window into my scary world of pet peeves and ridiculous puns.

I’m totally blogging in bed right now.

Earlier, I was totally blogging in the kitchen.

Before that, I was totally blogging on the couch.

Tomorrow I might totally be blogging in the basement.

The sky is the limit because yes, I bought a laptop! This could be very dangerous. I feel a little… dare I say it… unstoppable? I almost secretly wish I’ll wake up tomorrow with some ungodly illness so I have an excuse to stay home in bed

I have wanted a laptop computer for years. This is the first year in awhile we’ve received a tax refund (thanks to my son). In years past the little money I made from doing taxes went back to the IRS but this year I get to keep it! I am a tightwad and my first instinct is to do something uber adult and responsible with it but secretly I really want to use it to by a laptop. Mike has convinced me to do it. Now that I have a little boy crawling around the house it’s hard to work on returns while he’s awake because I’m confined to the office. I was explaining this to one of my class members last night and she agreed, saying that I would be much more productive. See, with a laptop I would be able to work anywhere. I told her that realistically I would use the laptop more for blogging than working and she said, “That’s okay, that’s emotional productivity!” I love it.

Blogging = Emotional Productivity.

I don’t have my own office at work, and therefore cannot hide my blogging addiction. My boss says I need to go to Bloggers Anonymous. If they don’t have one I need to start one.

But hey, I’ve earned $5.43 from ad revenue so far! At this rate I should be able to cover my hosting fees and still have money left over for coffee!