dear abby leigh (for real!)

24 Aug

oh irony, you well-coiffured weasel.

the real dear abby

my attempt at a clever pun has come back to bite me – i have received a real “dear abby” letter. in fairness to my muse ms. van buren, i suppose i should answer.

disclosure: i am in no way authorized to give anyone advice on anything.

ann and abigail had fun giving advice, why can't i?

so, as hilary duff once said, why not?!

dear abby leigh,

i’m so glad to have found you on the World Wide Web. i had written that spinster Abby long ago and either she’s too dead or too slow to respond, because i have yet to receive any insight on the issue at hand. who has time for print these days anyway? not me, which is the exact reason for me writing you.

you see, i’m about to embark on a life-chaning journey to an undisclosed location filled with tall trees, heavy rainfall, seahawks, and vampires. i’ll be investing some time and a chunk of something else in becoming more of the renaissance woman that i already am in order to make more ambiguous my impending future. in response to my ever-transient lifestyle, the general public has demanded that they know what is happening – in general – while i inhabit said undisclosed place and eat the fruits from its tree of knowledge. as i said before, i have no time for print and less money for stamps, especially as their cost continues to rise consistently with my followers, which i hear will soon be 45.

it’s time to begin the age-old web log, with i hear they abbrev. as “blog” in this tech savvy city. one post here, one post there, and everyone will benefit. being the renaissance woman previously mentioned, the blog will be filled with musings from cosmetic to divine. it will show pretty copyrighted pictures, offer delicious stolen recipes, and convey critiques of print and media of many (though not all) shapes and sizes. it will give good advice. in a word, it will be me. but one word really isn’t enough. i hear you need to name a blog, and that’s where you come in. well, that’s where Dear Abby came in, but she never responded. so here i lie, in your inbox, Dear Abby . . . Leigh. if you are anything like your namesake, i ask for help for my sake (and the general public’s).

so, what’s in a name? you tell me.

sleepless (over web logging) in (a completely undisclosed city).

oh my.

this could be tough.

i need some time to think. feel free to send me some ideas in the comments for our nameless blogger-to-be.

6 Responses to “dear abby leigh (for real!)”

  1. Lacy August 24, 2010 at 4:07 pm #

    this is very interesting. i’ll have to put my thinking cap on.

  2. little sis August 24, 2010 at 4:13 pm #

    i think you should play off of the rain…since it has such an impact on the lifestyle you will soon said blogger will have there

  3. Mom August 24, 2010 at 5:04 pm #

    “Damp Tramp” comes to mind.

  4. ashleynashville3 August 25, 2010 at 9:12 am #

    oh i love this! how exciting!

    i was thinking of something on my way to work… maybe something clever will come to me soon. Let us know what you come up with!

    • dearabbyleigh August 25, 2010 at 9:15 am #

      would love your input – thinking on this now :)


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