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Remiss.

I realize I've been a horrible blogger lately.

I've myriad excuses.
  • My computer is being exceedingly stupid. There is some nasty pop-up thing that we can't get rid of, and so every time I go to a new site, there's an annoying pop-up window to deal with. My dear husband has tried everything to get rid of it and has finally agreed to take it somewhere. To the geeks who can fix it, wherever they are.
  • School started - and so begins the tension between how I dream about spending my time and the way I actually need to spend my time. I feel like I'm never very good at managing this, but particularly at the beginning of the school year.
  • I've been busy busy busy with preparations for Africa - sending support letters, getting shots (ouch!) and learning all the important stuff in my training manual like making sure to pack the Immodium. Yay.
  • I'm not sleeping. It's been seven nights in a row where I just lie there staring at the ceiling. It's not condusive to good writing, I find. My brain is like a bowl full of mush.

So I've been a bad blogger.

I'll do better, I promise.

Comments

  1. Jan7:24 PM

    So, do you HAVE to blog? Do you have to be a 'good" blogger? And who determines what that is? If you were journaling in a book who would care? Are you blogging to entertain us or to document your life? And no one has a perfect day every day. In fact, I can count the number of perfect days I've had on one hand. I guess I'd encourage you not to be bummed by being "bad". It's like I tell people in Diabetes Education class: There are no evil or bad foods. It's everything in moderation. So some days you will be worn out, some days maybe not getting sleep, some days the house is a mess, some days your children come up to you and just hug you for no particular reason, some days your meatloaf turns out sublime.....it's all just life. Don't sweat the small stuff. In the fast scheme of things will you remember this week? I think in the fast scheme of things you'll remember certain trends or periods in your life. I wish I could somehow communicate to you (see I'm not sucha good writer) that just write. It's not going to be published by Random House, (although perhaps by blurb.com) and what matters is that we just hear how you're doin'. Don't apologize to us. We just want to hear how you're moving thru life and we don't have a red pencil correcting your compositional style. Hang in there....Love the photos (banner is great)and looking forward to hearing about Africa when you get back.

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  2. Jan7:25 PM

    oops...I meant to say "vast" not fast. :)

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