Guess what? Today is Mrs. Spit’s birthday. So I have taken over her blog in her honor. (I am Jen, from Here We Go Again.)
The Top Ten Reasons Why Mrs. Spit is Awesome:
Number Ten: She is modest. She would never write a list like this about herself, which is why I am exploiting my very first guest post on her blog to do so.
Number Nine: She has excellent grammar. Mrs. Spit is the only person, in the history of the Universe, who has managed to teach me the proper uses of lay and lie. She has not yet succeeded in getting me to remember how to properly use drink/drank/drunk, but I imagine she will keep trying now that she sees that I have not yet mastered them.
Number Eight: She blogs every day. It is hard to come up with content every single day. I should know. But if some of us didn’t blog every day, what would the rest of you read?
Number Seven: She always knows what to say. She is a master of leaving exactly the right comment on my blog and sometimes emails me after leaving a comment with even more. Also, and this is extremely important, she READS what you’ve written before she comments.
Number Six: She is a good friend. She will call me before my in-laws come over and walk me through the making a roast chicken.
Number Five: She has good shoes. I don’t think I need to elaborate on this one.
Number Four: She has perseverance and great determination. She quit smoking and is in the middle of losing a lot of weight. Most people never manage to do either of these things.
Number Three: She is a lady. She cares about the people around her and inspires the best in them.
Number Two: She is a good wife. Mr. Spit seems to really like her a lot.
Number One: She is a good mum. Even though Gabriel didn’t get to stay, Mrs. Spit is still his mother and the best mother he could have.
Finally, 2 notes from Mrs. Spit:
Note the First: Happy Birthday to Heidi, who happened to have the same excellent taste in picking her birth date.
Note the Second: I traditionally ask people to delurk for my birthday. Each day I tell you my stories, and I’d like a chance to hear yours – tell me where you come from.