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My Lovesong For Jenny, The Bloggess

NOTE: My pre-written entries are all publishing later in the day this week because somehow my WordPress clock no longer matches the real world clock. I have yet to notice when they actually publish so I can adjust the publish time accordingly so…you know…sorry for those of you who care about getting an entry in the morning. Some day I’ll stop being lazy and fix that.

A long time ago I wrote very passive aggressively about not being included in Mommmy Bloggers list somewhere.

(OH MY GOD. I just read that entry and saw that I wrote that passive aggressive note and thought GAH. Really? Because, GAH! REALLY? Why would someone whine about that stuff? I hate myself retroactively. Also? I might have made a BJ reference in that entry. Obviously those were the days before I had real-world friends who might be offended by such references. I’m adequately ashamed on many fronts.)

But ANYWAY…I remember writing about it because The Bloggess had made all these hysterical badges for people who were on the list to use. And I wrote about how I wanted to be on the list just so that I could get one of those badges. Then Jenny emailed me the most wonderful thing in the world (which she made to match how my website USED to look because she’s funny AND thoughtful):

ARE YOU FREAKIN’ KIDDING ME? Of course I’m better.

If I hadn’t loved her already, I would have loved her then. But she had already won my heart before the creation of that wonderful badge. I hate to tell this story because I worry it sounds like one of those, “I know her for realz which makes me also awesome” stories, but I also want to make sure Jenny gets all the praise she deserves, so here it goes.

Once someone was mean to me on the internet and Jenny sent me a Twitter DM making me feel better.

Did she have to do that? Hell no. But she did and she complimented my hair and she made me feel SO MUCH BETTER because I was feeling really shitty.

But that’s what inherently good people do. They spread joy. She is one of those bloggers I talk about in the real world and I can tell you at least a dozen real-world friends who read her daily and love her ALL BECAUSE OF ME. I TAKE ALL OF THE CREDIT FOR 12 OF HER BOOK SALES IN HUNTSVILLE, AL. But she’s one of those people who I feel is just…GOOD. She deserves as much praise and recognition as she gets.

I am just so happy that Jenny is now an author making people smile in her wonderful way. I can not wait to get my hands on her damn book and I can’t wait to read it and kiss it and make sweet love to it.

Wait. Back that up. I’ll draw the line at the kissing. I WILL AT LEAST KISS THAT BOOK.

Here’s an excerpt from her excerpt.

That’s how much practice I had at handing random men photos of their junk and asking them to identify their penis. I never once had to do it with a vagina. Probably because women are better at not getting their e-mails caught in the firewall, because they don’t use the subject line “Look at my penis.” Also, vaginas seem to have less personality than penises, so “Is this your vagina?” would probably be difficult to answer. If someone asked me to pick out my own vagina’s mug shot out of a lineup of vaginas, I’d be helpless. And probably concerned about what exactly my vagina had been doing that constituted a need for its own mug shot.


Buy it. Read it. Kiss it.

4 thoughts on “My Lovesong For Jenny, The Bloggess”

  1. Haha I agree, Jenny is a total rock star. And the fact that she’s ACTUALLY that nice makes it a billion times better.

  2. I don’t jump on the blogger bandwagon often but when I read the excerpts of her book the other day I wanted to buy it for everyone I’ve ever known who works in HR or wants to know what my life is like everyday.


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