How's this for a mind-blowing statement? When you have something to write about, you don't have time to write it! I know. I'd best now go about suing anyone who expresses that sentiment, because it's completely original and unique to myself.
Sarcasm aside ... it seems like all I've done toward blogging lately is writing down a few words of a story or thought that I'd like to type in. But a few days later, the story/thought seems outdated and/or dumb, and totally not worth anyone's time. And then there are stretches where I cannot think of a single tidbit that would be of interest to anyone but my poor dear husband, who is forced to listen to me rattle on every morning and evening and does a darned fine job feigning interest. But this blog isn't really for him, because, as I said, he gets to hear it from the horse's mouth. Whether he likes it or not.
And then, of course, there are the things I'd just best keep to myself -- not because they're dark, fascinating secrets, but because they're boring, self-pitying, downright mean, or what have you. For instance, you do not want to hear me get frustrated all over again about the latest pregnancy test failure. There are only so many ways and times to say, "Just how the HECK was it so easy when we WEREN'T TRYING???"
For your puzzlement, here is my current list:
-- fundraising update
-- Halloween costume
-- Lizzy journal
-- Hummus street vendor
-- work mural
Do any of those sound especially intriguing? I'll take a vote on what eager readers want to see next.
And if no one votes for anything, I'll count that as the people having spoken, as well.