This week has certainly been an enlightening one.

Some of my blogging buddies went to Blissdom and while they were there they picked up a plethora of tips.  Did they hoard all those nuggets of knowledge to themselves though?  They most certainly did not.  Rather, they tweeted tidbits that will most certainly come in handy in the months and years to come.  

One thing I learned was that we, as bloggers, should set boundaries as to what we are willing to post.

Seems I have difficulty with that.

Anybody who knows me will be the first to tell you that I read like an open book.  I’m all about the sharing.  So the setting limits thing perplexes me.

There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to gain the respect of my readership though so I’ve decided to set some limits of my own.  And I fully intend to stick to ‘em.

Limit #1: I will not blog about sexual relations.  I may infer a little something here and there but that’s the most you’re going to get out of me.  Really though, that’s only because I know my children are reading.  And my grandparents.

Limit #2: I will not post legitimate complaints about my husband.  And not because I haven’t wanted to.  I can assure you that a post or two in that vein has swirled around my head before.  Seeing as how I’ve pledged my life to this man though I can’t fathom a single good reason for punching below the belt like that.

Limit #3: I won’t post anything to intentionally embarrass or hurt my children.  Goes without saying right?

So with these limits set firmly in place, I don’t mind telling you a couple of other things I learned this week.

And with a setup like that you know these have got to be good right?  Hopefully I won’t disappoint.

Yeah, so, my dad?  Apparently he’s getting remarried.  To a woman I have no intention of ever meeting.  Love my dad, but mark my words: this marriage is a colossal mistake doomed to end in disaster.  And I mean that in every sense of the word.  Divorce?  Almost certainly.  Jail?  Quite possibly.  Worse?  I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised.

That’s all I have to say about that.

I have plenty to say on another subject though.

I learned that both my mother-in-law and sister-in-law have acquired Facebook ‘friend status’ with not one, but two (yes TWO!) of my husband’s ex-girlfriends.  Kid you not.

And they wonder why we don’t come for Christmas.

I really don’t harbor any ill will towards the ex-girlfriends.  It’s more the family disloyalty thing that rubs me wrong.  Perhaps I shouldn’t be surprised though seeing as how when my husband was getting ready to deploy to Iraq four years ago my mother-in-law slyly passed along my husband’s cell phone number to ex number one.

She’s a gem ain’t she?

My husband passed the test in case you’re wondering.  He rocks like that.  And though I already knew it, that’s a piece of knowledge that was reinforced yet again this week.

I told you it’s been an insightful one.

I’m so glad I learned about boundaries.  Aren’t you?

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