I have what appears to be a sever case of blogger’s block. It’s nothing severe, of course, in reality but it does appear that my stats are plummeting like a patient at Seattle Grace. (Dude, seriously, does EVERYONE have to die on that show? W.T.F.)
Listen to it…
beep. beep. beep. beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
I’ve revived it again and again. Kicked it hard in the ass. Licked, stroked, loved it. And still, words fail me this week, like most recent weeks, because in the end, who the fuck cares?
Luckily for you, we got a new video camera. So :: maniacal crazy lady laff :: I’ll torture, er, post for you some home videos to let our lives speak for themselves. So often now, the children say what it is I can’t find the words for. I figure why not let them tell our story?
Like the day LB informed me of the plan for a new house. “Mommy, one day, I’ll have my very own bedroom and I will paint it pink!” “Yes, of course,” I always reply to this opening sentence. “And Baby O can have his OWN room and he won’t bother me with being so loud!” (I find this ironic since she is the one utilizing her outside voice MOST OF THE TIME.) “But,” she thinks outloud, “you and Daddy can still share a room because you don’t sleep very loud.”
This is where I hide my laughing for later when I tell my husband our four year old notices we don’t have enough sex. Because. Seriously.
12 guests here now.
I almost had to kick Seattle Grace to the curb after this last week. I don’t need their drama in my life. Until next week, at least.
By Brigid on 2009 04 26
seriously, I should have stopped watching after that ferry boat lameness, but it’s like I enjoy torture. Like how my bedroom is sadly peaceful as of late as well. I’m thinking of getting a spotlight and some trumpet players to highlight areas that may need attention.
By momranoutscreaming on 2009 04 26
You’re definitely out of luck at Seattle Grace if someone else has survived their surgery b/c it’s pretty much a one-to-one survival ratio.
Hopefully the new blog facelift is the beginning of you getting un-stuck.
By TexasRed Books on 2009 04 26
Your little girl is a hunny. my motto for the weekend (and the week, and month): It is what it is.
I want to still blog, I just don’t want to blog SCHOOL POLITICS anymore. Whoever said THAT was a good idea? (USING MY OUTDOOR VOICE.) Yet still keep getting drawn in. Case in point:
And it just keeps on like that, doesn’t it?
By Wacky Mommy on 2009 04 27
and GOD u and your husband are IMPOSSIBLY YOUNG in that pic. It’s adorable.
By Wacky Mommy on 2009 04 27
You don’t sleep loud, that’s hilarious!
By Amazing Greis on 2009 04 27
Love the new look. I think your are doing great, writers block or not.
TAKE CARE (just in case you couldn’t hear me..lol)
By MelissaQ on 2009 04 27
OMG at “not sleeping loud”.
Um. Go to bed sooner? ;p
By Al_Pal on 2009 05 07