So instead of writing on this blog every few days and updating my other personal scandalous blog every few minutes, I thought I would save some time and combine the two with the password protection feature. I kid! I kid! I only update the scandalous one every hour or so. In truth, I only wanted to try out the password protected thingy. It is nothing sensational, scurrilous or indecent or even that personal. I was just annoyed that a beautiful gift was carelessly dropped, sending shards of glass indiscriminately all over my floor, after having countless lectures on how some things are ONLY FOR MUMMY TO TOUCH! *sigh* I know accidents happen. I know children (and adults) sometimes break stuff but really, did it have to be MY stuff to shatter into a million and one pieces to render it beyond repair? Did it really have to be something I loved? Yes, apparently it did. If only to teach me that things are just that – things. People are well and truly more important and I have been blessed by a constant stream of beautiful people in my life. Alhamdulillah. I cannot love any THING as much as I love my any ONES.
So the password is/was – forgoodnesssake – go on, then.
