Upon reflection, after a conversation with a person who's opinion I highly trust and value, I have determined that I'm a Putz with a side of Cluelessness.
Definition - Putz (noun: slang):
1. An idiot; jerk.
I don't have a penis, at least not the last time I checked. I'm pretty sure Hubbypants would have been pretty vocal about any new appendages.
But, I may have inadvertently been a jerk, an incoherent one at that.
Yesterdays Guest Post was intended to be cheeky and funny, a sort of banter between my guest and myself. It sounded perfectly logical in my head! However, I'm starting to suspect that it was just convoluted, and possibly rude.
I did a disservice to Emily by interjecting my comments into her
post and structuring the post in such a confusing way. What seemed witty and organized to me, was actually in poor taste and detracted
from her time in the spotlight. I didn't plan it well enough, didn't lay it out well enough and certainly didn't communicate well enough. BUT, I'm learning...slowly...and my future guest postings will be better orchestrated.
I do want to apologize to Emily, even if she claims it isn't deserved ('cause she might try to do that)....I'M SORRY.
Also, too...I hope you will all mosey on over (maybe gallop...no, a little faster than that) to her blog and give her some love, because today's post is fabulous (as usual) and, well...I might not have been too far off with yesterdays "groupie" comment.
You can visit Emily at Coffee and Spellcheck HERE . Her post from yesterday, which linked directly to her guest post on my blog, is hysterical, so please check it out. Here is the link, to make it easy on you, because I'm feeling so remorseful: clicky this linky.
Emily, I hope you forgive me. I think you are a total Rock Star. (comment inspired by your post today)