This is a phone call between me and a good friend... so I'll refer to this person as GF.Me: What's up?
GF: Okay, I didn't want to say anything but I thought that the post you wrote about finally realizing the importance of writing in your gratitude journal was really awesome.
Me: Awww, thank you.
GF: And... I have a friend of a friend that knows someone who used to work for Oprah and I am going to get them to get your post to "O" Magazine!
Me: (unsure) O-kay...
GF: You don't seem that happy. THIS IS OPRAH! The Oprah! What if she loves it? What if she has it published?
Me: No, that'd... that'd be great.
GF: You know, I really went out of my way to call around and see if I could even attempt to get it to her people and now, you're not exactly acting the way I thought you would.
Me: It's just... I guess if I had known, and believe me, I know you did an unbelievable thing, but if I had known, I would have changed the title of the blog post.
GF: What was it again?
Me: "Sometimes I Really Wanted To Tell Oprah To Shove It."
GF: (long silence, then): Uh-huh.
Me: No one who works for Oprah is going to recommend to Oprah an article where someone says they once wanted to tell Oprah to "Shove it."
GF: No, they are not.
Me: Which means...?
GF: I probably wasted a lot of time.
Me: You kinda did.
But I still looooooooooovvvvvvvvve you for it. With extra Os and Vs... that's love I never give out.
This blog is dedicated to the awesomeness that is housesitting.
