There was a time when I felt compelled to write daily. Sometimes many times a day. A stalker or two will do that for you (Alex...I know you're watching you lurker).
But then when your peeps check in daily even when you DON'T blog, that becomes a game in itself...to see just how long people will hold out hope that you might get your shtuff together and write some dang thing already.
Okay. I get it.
So what have I done with my super busy life in that span of time?
I'll start with what I have not done:
I have not cleaned any toilets. That is beneath me.
I have not cooked daily wholesome meals for my still fresh and newly minted husband.
I have not forgotten that as of today, I've been a Mrs. for 6 months.
I have not taken many pictures outside of say, Disneyland
I have not mouthed off
I have not scrapped all that much
I have not yet downloaded more itunes
Started a cool puzzle
started to eat hummus again
been to Disneyland
been told more times than I think appropriate that I'm a closet Republican
(I guess the trip to the Regan Library didn't help that)
I was also told I'm an upperclass snob...because I don't like Applebees anymore
I vacuumed (finally) my scrap room
I started a book
I stated to plan out thenext 3-5 years of my/our work life at the jobby job
So see. Not much to blog about. Even though MANY times lately I have been caught saying "that is so bloggable."
I think I need more hummus.