The BLUGH: October 18, 2023
“What about my blugh…..? Maybe I should just do it and chill tf out. It would be good to write. I can call it the blugh because also it sounds funny.”
Please gather round and wish the BLUGH a happy one year anniversary/birthday/existence. Let’s very quickly cover the first year of the BLUGH’s little lyfe. So far,
“BLUGH” has been mispronounced by 197 people. Jk, you can’t pronounce it wrong!!! Any way you say it is correct. I typically say “BLUG” but when I’m feeling very proud and protective of my creation like I am today, I say “BLUG-H” (just a little huff of breath at the end).
My dead dog, Mister, has been featured twice. He will be featured more.
The BLUGH has honored 5 people with birthday BLUGH shoutouts.
I have made approximately 475 typos even though I proofread EVERY SINLGE BLUGH before sending.
Overall, it’s been a great first year and I am pleased to announce that the BLUGH is being renewed for a second year. THAT SAID, I might be changing up the format!!! What does that mean exactly? Your guess is as good as mine, brother. I just like to keep things spicy…but consistent? I don’t know. Just trying to build this empire of emails over here.
BUT I WILL SAY THIS: it is so so so nice to hear from my readers (who are incidentally my friends and my family 💛) when something in the BLUGH resonates with them, makes them laugh, or in one instance, caused a few readers to reach out and check up on me (love you guys). It’s been fun to (loosely) track life events, share some hacks with people, and try to put my goofy thoughts into words.
DECEMBER 2020
Birthday shenanigans
Speaking of birthdays, here’s a fun memory. In this pic, I am seen with my sisters while we celebrate the birthday of our brother (no relation). Ryan does not subscribe to the BLUGH, but if he did he would have absolutely nothing to say about it and that is why I love him and why he’s my fake brother. Fun fact: on this same night, I told Ryan’s friend (far left) that I was obsessed with twins because he’s a twin and I thought that was cool. He then proceeded to look me dead in the eye and say, “I have no f*#in idea what you’re talking about” and then turn away and ignore me. Being a big sister is hard sometimes.