At some point with this blog forever ago, I had promised myself I wouldn't write until x, y, and z were done because writing is the cheery on top and all. It's a loud sign of laziness to be writing when I've got dishes to do. So for all the times you've visited here [have you??] or checked in to see if I was writing, you can just imagine that I was tip-toeing through my laundry room as if I were one misstep away from a complete collapse.
And while I do very much care to be a steward of my belongings and responsibilities, I see my wrangling of words as necessary a priority as flying into action as the default toddler-poop-on-little-curious-hand exterminator. Well, poop on anybody's hand is a bit of a trump card, but right after the poop and a large dose of hand soap---writing!
While I was flitting about far away from this blog the past six months, I would sum up my exciting life with the following unrealized blog titles. Enjoy!
Why Your 1st Year at a New Teaching Job Will be More Difficult Than Your 1st Year Teaching
The Isolation of a Christian Heart
Downton Abbey--What, What!!
My Rib Popped Out of Place And Now I'm Pregnant!
Oh Look! A Color Palette
Popcorn, Chicken, Orange Juice and Other Mishaps On My Way to the Toilet
[A post about vomiting we should all be grateful I didn't write]
My Sister Sticks Around For a Month
It's Not About Me... I'm Free!
<among a smattering of other invisible posts about funny things my son says and my reoccurring revelations to rise up and live my best life.>
Here's to less unrealized blog posts in 2013 because I've gotta have some kind of pot of gold at the end of the what's-with-my-laundry-never-getting-fully-finished-rainbow!