Pam Please Don't

**Disclaimer: Mature Language**



Today I excitedly told my husband, “I think I’m going to Vlog.”

“I don’t even want to know what THAT is,” he grumbled.

“It’s a video blog,” I happily told him. “But I’ll have to warn everyone that I talk really fast and use my hands.”

“Oh great! You’ll end up on the fucking news.”

“No I won’t.”

“Pam, PLEASE don’t. I just got rid of my stress and headaches and don’t want them to come back.”

“Aw, come on. I won’t say anything bad!”

“Oh, yeah, right! You’ll end up on the evening news. Blogger from Pennsylvania says on her Vlog!”

I began giggling, “Oh stop it.”

“Pam, I’m putting my...” he made a fist but stopped and said, “just DON’T! And don’t do it anyway because you think I won’t find out, because the next thing I know Chris Matthews will call asking for the Vlogger and I’ll find out!”

By this time, I was in flippin’ stitches. He was SO serious and the truth of the matter is he KNOWS me SO well! Because that's EXACTLY what I would (will) DO! But I don’t know WHY he thinks I’ll end up on the National News!