According to Chocolate Suze it is de lurking day.
I love me a little de-lurking action.
The day where you come on over and say Hey or Whatup? or You Suck or where can I send you money/gifts/shoes?
So hit me, your burning questions/what you want me to blog about in the coming year/your best guacaomole recipe.
Go.
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I try to lurk, but I’m not very good at it because I keep leaving you comments. Happy de-lurking day 🙂
(And everyone is welcome to come over to my blog and de-lurk there too if they want, let’s have a party!)
nope, still lurking.
*snigger*
damn. lurking FAIL!!
I’m so sleep deprived (and don’t even have the excuse of a newborn, just a metric shit-ton of work and an addiction to crap on TV) that I can’t think of anything even remotely interesting to say other than that I looooove your baking tutorials and envy your mad baking skillz!
Happy 2012 – hope it’s a better year for you (and me) than 2011!
HUZZAH! And I still have a few that I neglected to post after Boo’s party… hmmmmm wondering if I should bother.
Oh hey! Delurking lol.
Oh hey! Your shirt is the colour of my daughters hair.
Nah I don’t lurk, so I ain’t gonna ask you to post anything other than the stuff you already do.
Let’s talk about sex baby, let’s talk about you and me….
Salt N Pepa you should totally blog about Salt N Pepa.
I DO have a Salt N Pepa story.
Weren’t expecting THAT were you? x
I was not expecting that and now have desperate need to know the story.
Hey! Wassup?!
Delurking
Done.
I am terrified that Boo has been reading my blog cause yesterday he started walking around the house going WAAAZZZZUUUUUUUUUP!
I guess I can’t blame the school for his swearing now.
Happy Delurking Day!
I used to be a lurker, but now I comment on your blog.
🙂
and I am forever grateful cause comments are my crack.
MWAH
Hey, whatsup? 😀 Haha, a DELURKING party! What an idea you guys have! 🙂 Pls, write about how you find lost pairs of socks after the laundry is done. LOL.
Lost socks? They will never be found. They morph into wire coathangers.
NO. WIRE. HANGERS. EEEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEERRRRRRR!
I know, me too, but those bastards keep making it into my house somehow! I blame the socks.
I can’t delurk, although I don’t comment often. I’d like to think I’m providing quality rather than quantity…
Okay, laugh if you must…!!!
Im delurking just for you Kel. Would never do it for anyone else mwah xx
Who would dare lurk on your site?
Onomatopeia? 😀 Happy Delurking Day!
I think you should post more about how awesome I am. Leave out the bit where I stole your baking mojo though.
Too busy to comment often…but read this blog every time you write!
Dammit. I’m terrible at remembering about delurking day. It’s always the important holidays you forget, huh?
*peeks out from under the doona* Hello?
Hi! I can’t lurk; I own no trenchcoat.
Is it that time again. Okay, so how about you blog about….what would be your perfect day, including the details about ‘why.’
Hellooooo!
Where do you draw the line between stalking and lurking? x
That lurking/stalking line is blurry for me too. What about idol worship?
Wassuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup
love you xx
Hello!
I LOVE the Idea of de-lurking day not only because I Lurk, but because apparently other people do too!
Guacamole?
Add salsa & red onion plus your usual ingredients 🙂
The.shiz!
lurklurklurklurklurklurklurklurk…..*DE*…..oh, wait, you already know me…….bazinga.
I think I comment too much for this to be a de-lurk, but my recipe for guacamole is a block of philly, an avocado (or two, depending on how much you want it to taste like cream cheese) and a couple of cloves of garlic. Whip it good! Serve with plain CCs (not Doritos. I’m a bit OCD about it, maybe cos my mum used to buy CCs???)
PS – Thanks for leaving a comment. All is well-ish – post explaining it all is up now xoxo
Another delurker waving hello!
Well keep on doing your stuff. I’m so not a fan of swearing. From your fingers all those words come out like gossamer on wings… really I love what you write and don’t want you to feel at all as if you need to do more than be inspired and do the deal.
So here I am, guilted into commenting even though it’s a pain in the arse on my phone, and I’m late. But hey, I have a 9 year old a 7 year old and an 8 month old and it’s school holidays, I’m always fucking late. Hi!
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