see, after i finish up kablpomo, i tend to not blog for a while. 12 blogless days. it’s like the 12 days of no blogging. 

on the first day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix.

on the second day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the third day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the fourth day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the fifth day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: five miles on the treadmiiiillll, four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the sixth day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: six(ty) pages of reading!, five miles on the treadmiiiillll, four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the seventh day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: seven months of photos to backup, six(ty) pages of reading!, five miles on the treadmiiiillll, four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the eighth day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: eight trips to fill the humidifier, seven months of photos to backup, six(ty) pages of reading!, five miles on the treadmiiiillll, four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the ninth day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: drinking nine glasses of water after that 5 miles on the treadmill, eight trips to fill the humidifier, seven months of photos to backup, six(ty) pages of reading!, five miles on the treadmiiiillll, four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the tenth day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: ten trips to the bathroom after drinking nine glasses of water after that 5 miles on the treadmill, eight trips to fill the humidifier, seven months of photos to backup, six(ty) pages of reading!, five miles on the treadmiiiillll, four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the eleventh day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: eleven hours to decorate and bake and listen to christmas music, ten trips to the bathroom after drinking nine glasses of water after that 5 miles on the treadmill, eight trips to fill the humidifier, seven months of photos to backup, six(ty) pages of reading!, five miles on the treadmiiiillll, four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

on the twelfth day of no blogging, my true love gave to me: 12 days of no blogging so i guess it’s time to blog!, eleven hours to decorate and bake and listen to christmas music, ten trips to the bathroom after drinking nine glasses of water after that 5 miles on the treadmill, eight trips to fill the humidifier, seven months of photos to backup, six(ty) pages of reading!, five miles on the treadmiiiillll, four hours of darkness before bedtime that never end, three stupid cats wanting pets, time to eat dessert AND second dessert, and an extra 30 minutes to watch netflix. 

the end.