Email! We get Email! We get your email everyday!

Almost every day I get emails from people who read my blog. Some emails are from regular readers and posters, and some others are from people who just kind of happen upon my blog because I’ve posted somewhere else (usually their blog, but sometimes just a blog of someone they read) and they have a question for me. I try to respond to all the emails I get, but this morning? I opened up my email and I have 145 new emails. Okay, most of them aren’t from readers, but some of them are. But anyway, I seem to get the same questions a lot, so I thought maybe I would try to answer some of them.

Why is the name of your blog, “Jason. For the love of God.”? What does that even mean?

Generally it means my husband is doing something annoying. Like, when I would try to do homework, back when I was in college (you know, three months ago) and he would decide to wrestle with the dog. Or when I was trying to do a workout video and suddenly it was ESSENTIAL that he and I discussed our future together. Or when I get on the phone and suddenly he is extremely interested in me, when five minutes before he didn’t know I was in the room?

At those times I look at him and say, “Jason. (Cause, you know, his name is Jason) For the love of God.”

He then knows not to mess with me.

Why is it the name of my blog? Who the crap knows? I couldn’t think of anything else funny or witty. Have you noticed that many, many blogs have the same name as someone else’s blog? I don’t think anyone else has a blog with the same name as mine.

Also, I’m kind of snarky. So it works.

You say you live in the South. But where do you really live? You don’t “sound” like someone from the South.

BAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Okay, let me just assure you, and you can confirm this with my friend here. I do indeed sound quite Southern when you talk to me. I don’t even want to shake my accent. I like my accent. I don’t go around saying “ain’t” and “you’uns” or whatever. But I have an accent and I’m quite fine with it. Do I write like a Southerner? How does a Southerner write exactly?

I’ve said before in my 100 things post that I’m a Tennessee born and raised girl. I moved to North Carolina in 1998 and by the grace of God got back to Tennessee in 2004. (No offense to my North Carolina friends and readers, I just had a lot of issues there) I sincerely doubt that I will live in Tennessee the rest of my life. Moving somewhere else would be fine with me.

How old are you really? You write like you are sixteen.

My birthday is October 15th, 1975. This makes me 31 in case you can’t do math in your head like me.

I guess you think I sound like I’m sixteen because I use words like “totally” a lot.

I’m totally okay with that.

And also?

Neener, neener, neener!



Do you really meet all these crazy people or are you just a good storyteller?

Both, actually! Thanks for asking.

Honestly, I don’t know if I’m just a complete magnet for the insane or if I just have the unique ability to pick out the insanity in people. I really don’t know. But these really are the people I meet on a daily basis. These really are people I have dated. These really are conversations I have. If they find me or I find them, I don’t know. They just happen.

Do you think you might be bi-polar? One day you seem really happy and funny and the next day you seem depressed.

I don’t know.

I mean, seriously. I don’t know. There’s a history of that in my family, so maybe? I’ve never been diagnosed with it, never felt like I had it, but you, my reader who has never met me, clearly knows more about the situation than I do.

I do know for a fact that I have a serious hormone imbalance. Which explains my sixty-one day period (and counting!) and my inability to get pregnant and all that. Maybe we could just blame it on that instead. I don’t really need anything else going on.

I love your blog. Will you be my friend? Can I add you to my blogroll?

Heck yeah! Tell your mom and them I said, “Whassup!”


How much do you weigh? How much weight are you trying to lose?

I weigh twifty-eleven pounds.

I’m trying to get down to twifty.

Good Lord, people. Didn’t your momma tell you it’s not nice to talk about how much a woman weighs?

I’ll say this. As of this morning, I weigh 12 pounds less than I did on January 19th. Maybe when I get to my goal weight, I’ll tell you how much I’ve lost and you can back it out in your head or on a calculator if you so desire. For today, I’m not saying.


That’s all the questions I have time for today. Thanks for asking!