…thank you so much for following The Laughing Housewife. I really do appreciate it. However, I closed this blog in July 2021, so I won’t be sending out any more posts. You are more than welcome to browse my back catalogue, as I’m leaving it up for my old regulars to find my new blog, Poetry Fluff.
Poetry Fluff is basically this blog’s silliness in rhyme, and is aimed at people who don’t usually read poetry. Please do give it a try!
If poetry is not your thing, however, thanks again for following me here, and sorry that we never got to know each other.
We’ve been together now for twelve years but all good things must come to an end, and so must this blog. I’ve struggled to post anything, as you know, for three or four years. The initial problems were health issues and depression; I recovered, but the blogging routine was gone. I tried several times to get it going again but I had lost the sense of fun, so I have decided to officially call it quits.
Inside, I’m crying
After completing the MA, I didn’t write anything at all for well over two years, until a good friend asked me to join her in a project: we would set each other daily writing prompts and have a rapid turnaround. Not expecting much, I said, sure, why not? That was nine months ago and I am now writing an average of six poems a week.
Yes, I have gone back to my first love. I’ve been feeling guilty for a while, like I’ve cheated on all of you, but the heart wants what the heart wants.
I have set up a new blog, Poetry Fluff. It’s aimed at people who dislike or are afraid of poetry: basically, it’s this blog’s silliness in rhyme. I do hope you’ll check it out but I’ll understand if you don’t.
Thank you to all of you who followed me, interacted with me, encouraged my silliness, met me in person, sent me gifts/cards/jokes, mourned with me, answered polls, liked, and commented…you are precious to me and I will not forget you. You brought me real joy, people I never met (and a few I did).
Thank you.
Love,
Tilly Bud
PS Maltesers are my preferred going away gift. Obviously.
I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
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