I’ve been thinking lately about how much I miss blogging writing and tried to think of ways I could find the time and brain capacity to start it up again and then I remembered that if I’m able to update my Facebook status 3 times a day and throw in a Tweet here and there on Twitter then I can SURELY at least stick my pinkie toe back into the somewhat murky waters of weaving my thoughts into the internets again in little bloglets.
Probably my ability to type one single run-on sentence to begin this endeavor only strengthens my position that I should EASE BACK INTO THIS SLOWLY, DUDES.
So, I pondered.
And I was all…. maybe… maybe THIS I could do.
So, come along with me on this journey if you’re feeling adventurous. I make no promises. I haven’t slept more than 90 minutes consecutively in more than 2 months. I have a tendency for over-reaction and lunacy and bad limericks (and that was BEFORE I had the baby). I talk about poop and boobs and my kids and my life and I don’t really give a shit if I should be filtering at least SOMEWHAT between my brain and my fingertips… because WHO HAS TIME? Not me. That’s who. I have all this poop and boobs and whatnot to deal with.