You don’t think the shenanigans on this blog can be compiled by just one person do you?
You see, me starting a blog was my sister’s idea and when I began, brainstorming had to be done via FaceTime and cocktails.
When I announced blogging plans to my mini manse mate, Ted he immediately assumed the self-appointed role of Editor-in-Chief.
If you’ve perused my blog much at all, you’ll know Ted is no stranger to loving the spotlight.
Teddy instantly became the tester of all things necessary, so I would have material to include on the blog.
My precious pussy even traveled to far and away places, like his grandparent’s house 25 miles away.
But when it boils down to it, Tedstar deciphers every single word prepared to post from every angle possible.
By the time he’s satisfied thinking the story has enough substance, he takes his exhausted ass to bed.
Being that Mr. Bear is unable to run this blog by himself, enter my nephew and niece…
Since gracing the world with their presence, I’ve been using Prince B and Princess B as content advisers.
When I was recently in Iowa, I received all kinds of help as we decided which twin should do what with the blog.
It was decided that Princess B would head the art department.
Until she got into the paint and realized she likes to be clean and pretty.
So I put her in as the fact checker – a much more suitable role for a chit chatty lady.
Perfect little Prince B decided he would like to run the organics section (which doesn’t exist yet on my cocktail loving, tailgate food eating, overall unhealthy lifestyle living blog – but I’ll make an exception for the most adorable fella I know) trying every apple in sight this fall while visiting orchards.
After the roles were assigned (and taken very seriously mind you), it was time to try to merge all of our efforts. Which proved to be a gigantic nightmare being that six hands were on the keyboard, clicking and clacking my machine into states I’d never seen.
Like frozen states.
Like can’t find your mouse states.
Like how in the hell did you set the function Caps Lock to permanent? How? HOW?!
After a re-start of the machine, all was up and running again smoothly.
Being that this is a family effort, my dogphew Gunner gets in on the action as head of the comfort department.
Even if it’s only to keep my legs warm.
Naturally you know that these demanding family members want to be rewarded for their
minutes of hard work on this blog.
And they are most certainly well paid.
And 4.2 million for Teddy B, who still doesn’t think that’s payment enough.
Which is why I find myself drinking out of this mug.
Especially when it’s time for the Editor-in-Chief to approve a blog.
Is your staff as productive as mine?
For your sake, I hope not.