Blogoversary > A Conversation With Gracie

"Hey Gracie, today's our blogoversary, girl.  It's been a year since we've been blogging.  Can you believe that?"

"The only thing I can believe is that you you're getting a lot of laughs at my expense.  But I guess that's nothing new." 

"Ah, Gracie.  Don't be like that.  You know it's all in fun.  I wouldn't hurt you for the world.  You're my baby, Grace!"

"Yea... um hmm...  Don't get me started."

"Gracie, our wildflowers are getting color.  Let's share them with our blogging buddies...  Oh no.  I forgot my camera.  I'll  use my phone.  There we go.  Now stay still and quit trying to yank me across the yard... I need to get this picture."

"Yea, yea... It's all about you and what you want.  See that fire hydrant up along the road?  Good smells are always radiating from there and every once in a while I get a whiff.  Now c'mon... take your stupid pictures and then let me do something I want to do for a change."

"Gracie, is there anything you'd like to say to all of our friends out there in Blogland?  It's been a year now you know...  they know a lot about you since they've been reading your diary."

"What?!  My diary!?  You're letting everybody and their brother read my secret thoughts, my dreams, my annoyances... humph!  What kind of a mom would do such a thing?"

"Aw, Gracie.  You're so cute.  I just like to share your cuteness with everyone.  And you know... only the dearest of friends are reading your diary.  They understand... and they love you just like I do."

"Oh, so does that mean they're going to clean my ears, submerge me in soapy water, leave me in a hospital to be cut open, sewed up, then cut open again, yell at me for leaving chickie bird in the middle of the floor, and do all kinds of other bad things to me too?"  

"Gracie, you know I take good care of you and all of that stuff was for your own good.  Now be nice....

...and tell all the sweet people thanks for their kindness throughout this past year..."

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!  Now, if anyone would like to send me a toy, a treat, a puppy...  send it to...."

"GRACIE! That's rude.  Now say goodbye."

"Grrrroood- bye."