*Blows dust off blog*
Well...hello there!
How are ya'll out there in the world wide web? Does anyone even read blogs anymore? Or are vlogs are the rage nowadays? Lemme tell you something: vlogger I am not. I would rather chew my right arm off than edit 24 hours worth of video footage down to 15 minutes. CHEW IT RIGHT OFF, my friends.
And, also: I can't watch vlogs at work (noisy) but I can read a blog here and there! So, if blogging is a dying art, I am gonna go down fighting! I won't cave THAT easy.
Anyway, it's been awhile since you and I have spent any time together, hasn't it?! My last post was a recap of my trip to Oklahoma with my bestie to see Ree Drummond's Mercantile. And...I'm sorta embarrassed to do that math, but I'll save YOU the mental math on this one...that road trip was last June. As in, 7 months ago!
7. Crazy. Months.
Remember when I said that I was going to blog EVERY SINGLE DAY last year? I started strong(ish) (okay, not that strong) and then fizzzzzzzzzzzzle, I dropped my resolution like a hot potato. Doh.
I had wonderful intentions, but gosh dang it, they're hard to keep and you know what? I've learned something about myself. When I am stressed my creative juices flow. Yup, they flow, for sure...RIGHT OUT THE WINDOW.
I know I've said it a million times, but just when you think you're a busy parent, SOMETHING ELSE makes you even busier and good golly me + busy = no bueno. I loathe being "busy". Something that the rest of society seems to thrive on (but that's another story for another day) and something that makes me want to curl up in the fetal position and suck my thumb.
I. Hate. Busy.
Anyway...my adorable cousin, Anna, came to visit me at work last week and we made an agreement...a spit-shake, pinky-swear, blood sister agreement (minus the spit-shake and blood sister thing because: ew and bloodborne pathogens). I told her I would start blogging again and she told me she would START a blog.
I am making ZERO lofty promises about frequency of aforementioned blogging, but blog I will!
So, Anna...here it is! Time to fulfill your end of the spit-shake, now!
Well...hello there!
How are ya'll out there in the world wide web? Does anyone even read blogs anymore? Or are vlogs are the rage nowadays? Lemme tell you something: vlogger I am not. I would rather chew my right arm off than edit 24 hours worth of video footage down to 15 minutes. CHEW IT RIGHT OFF, my friends.
And, also: I can't watch vlogs at work (noisy) but I can read a blog here and there! So, if blogging is a dying art, I am gonna go down fighting! I won't cave THAT easy.
Anyway, it's been awhile since you and I have spent any time together, hasn't it?! My last post was a recap of my trip to Oklahoma with my bestie to see Ree Drummond's Mercantile. And...I'm sorta embarrassed to do that math, but I'll save YOU the mental math on this one...that road trip was last June. As in, 7 months ago!
7. Crazy. Months.
Remember when I said that I was going to blog EVERY SINGLE DAY last year? I started strong(ish) (okay, not that strong) and then fizzzzzzzzzzzzle, I dropped my resolution like a hot potato. Doh.
I had wonderful intentions, but gosh dang it, they're hard to keep and you know what? I've learned something about myself. When I am stressed my creative juices flow. Yup, they flow, for sure...RIGHT OUT THE WINDOW.
I know I've said it a million times, but just when you think you're a busy parent, SOMETHING ELSE makes you even busier and good golly me + busy = no bueno. I loathe being "busy". Something that the rest of society seems to thrive on (but that's another story for another day) and something that makes me want to curl up in the fetal position and suck my thumb.
I. Hate. Busy.
Anyway...my adorable cousin, Anna, came to visit me at work last week and we made an agreement...a spit-shake, pinky-swear, blood sister agreement (minus the spit-shake and blood sister thing because: ew and bloodborne pathogens). I told her I would start blogging again and she told me she would START a blog.
I am making ZERO lofty promises about frequency of aforementioned blogging, but blog I will!
So, Anna...here it is! Time to fulfill your end of the spit-shake, now!
Don't worry, I hate vlogs too. The thought of being on camera just makes me want to cringe. I'll admit it, between being a mom and going to college for the past five years, I've let myself go BIG TIME. Now that I've finished school and am busy looking for employment to pay back my student loans, I'm back to blogging. Who knows, maybe I'll even get back on the old treadmill and lose those pounds gained from too many nights stress eating worrying about getting my assignments turned in before the deadline. I won't tell you how long its been since I blogged but its been longer than 7 months!! Welcome back to world of blogging.
ReplyDeleteWelcome back, after a break! I don't vlog either. It's not my niche. I like actually reading blogs, like you. Can't wait to read what your cousin starts blogging about.
ReplyDeleteI've been reading your blog for a long time and have MISSED you! Please keep writing.
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