Hippo Hiatus

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May 31, 2011

I’m contemplating a Hippo Hiatus.

But I keep dithering back and fourth between calling it a Hippo Hiatus or Hippo Hibernation.

I mean, really you can go so many different ways with it.

But I don’t think hippos hibernate. Or do they?

This is the part where I’ll let you open a new tab, and google “hippo hibernation.” You can get back to me. Frankly, I don’t care either way. Well, I guess I kinda care, because if they do hibernate where would they do it? Clearly they can’t hibernate in the water, they’d drown! Then there’d be a mass hippo extinction every winter. But wait…it would only take one winter to wipe out the whole hippo populous.

My argument has holes, this is why I’m not an arguer. I’ll stick with other things, like I’m really good at putting pony tails in my daughter’s hair and getting things out of the cracks of carseats because I have short tiny hands. I basically have baby hands; like if baby’s hands were incredibly nimble. It’s my special skill. It helps me to play Nintendo’s Super Mario Bros. really really well. I just defeated Bowser and saved the princess. Take THAT baby!

And that is what I wanted to talk to you about, I’m leaving my blog to play Super Mario Bros. professionally.

Only kidding.

I’m leaving my blog to become a hand model. For a baby.

Only kidding.

I’m leaving my blog “temporarily” because I’m sick of it. It’s like when you hang out with your best friend for longer than 10 days in a row, and your periods sync up and you become all hormonal with each other and you start picking fights with her over things that happened 6 years ago, and you’re like, So why didn’t you invite me on your trip to Switzerland? Did you think I wouldn’t enjoy sipping hot chocolate and looking at a bunch beautiful blond people?? And then you finally realize enough is enough and you need some space.

Well my blog is my best friend.

And we need some space.

So…

Don’t try to stop me, I’ve already made up my mind.

Don’t try to beguile me with your flattering comments and your witty repartee…

Here I go—

I’m leaving.

(shuts lap top, walks to kitchen, pours another cup of coffee)

(…and then cries uncontrollably)

Alright FINE, I’m gonna miss you!!

But I’ll be back. I promise.

Maybe with a new shiny site design that has fireworks that go off when you click on my face.

Awesome, right?

 

 

 

11 Comments:

Good for you! Enjoy your time off 🙂

by Julie Snell on May 31, 2011

NOOOOO! Wait! I’ve only JUST found you! You witty sense of humor has me rolling and I…..WANT….MORE!

But I will wait. Patiently. And read through your whole archive while you’re gone. Enjoy. But come back to us.

by Candace on May 31, 2011

Have to be honest, I am bummed to hear about this hiatus. But do whatcha gotta do 🙂

by Brooke on May 31, 2011

But I just got back to the internet!!! I’m going to egg your house and cover it in toilet paper. And not the good thick quilted stuff or the stuff that some pervy old man tells me to stop squeezing. Or maybe that is the same stuff. And really, he is not the boss of me! Whatever, my point is that I’m going to use the crappy stuff (pun not intended). It’s way harder to clean up. I’m going to do it every 5th Tuesday, every 3rd Friday and possibly every 8th Sunday. These numbers are based on system that only exists in my head so don’t try to figure me out. But I guess after the first couple times you’ll probably figure me out. Unless I’m wearing a disguise.

by Billy (from around the way) on June 1, 2011

I’m giving you a month. Then I’m coming after you.

by Libby on June 1, 2011

Ah, jeez kid, you too? Have you looked at my blogroll lately? It’s filled with bloggers on hippo hiatus I am nothing if not patient. I can be a little bitter, though. They take the hippo at our zoo and hide him/her each winter. They won’t tell us where he/she is. It’s some big secret. Maybe it’s locked inside a room tapping away on a keyboard. Maybe that hippo is a really funny blogger. Enjoy unblogging.

by MomZombie on June 2, 2011

Your my morning laugh out loud session before my little one wakes. Do I have a right to be bummed? … no not really, I’m really not. Well, actually I kind of am. See I right a blog all about Boys and often your my inspiration of just letting it all hang out there. Filling each line with the details that others may think are gross … but those gross details that fill each line, make the story. Right? Well, from one mom to another, I hope your hiatus will restful. Really there is nothing better that finding stale crackers inside car seats … well there is … and you’ll be doing it. Being the best mom and wife that you can be with your beautiful family. Much appreciation for a wonderful writer and mom.

by Candace on June 4, 2011

See I am so bummed that I can’t even spell. I told you I was bummed. It’s already effecting my grammatical writing abilities… or lack there of?

by Candace on June 4, 2011

Pretty please come back! I seriously laughed out loud…the ONLY time I’ve ever laughed out loud at any blog…(with emphasis…the only time). So yes, add a layer of guilt and frosting, and that’s about it.

by Elizabeth on July 4, 2011

I finally find a moment to check out your blog Becky & you’re on hiatus or hibernating??? That’s okay though because I too am on a break. You see, the preschool is my “best friend” & this summer it’s my boys. We aren’t even sick of each other yet… but wait til August 30th, then we’ll talk. I hope you’re enjoying your family & getting TONS of inspiration for the big return. Big hugs to Berlyn.

by Sara Hooper on July 28, 2011

Do you realize “boucherie” in the deep South refers to a communal pig roast?

by Angele on August 10, 2011

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