I must apologize, dear little blog. You have been neglected. Left alone. Flapping in the breeze. Brushed aside like a well played with toy who is soon forgotten. It is all my fault.
Time slips away so much faster these days and I find that it becomes harder to carve out a dedicated time each day, or even every couple of days, to tend to your needs. You need more attention than I can give right now. You deserve someone who will update you and post pictures and take care of your design.
Well, too bad for you that you are stuck with me.
(Look at how she feels)
Like the regular chores around the house, you too will suffer.
So sorry. It's a painful lot in life, I know.
On the flip side of things, Emma is eagerly awaiting the return of school and all that it brings. I am fearing the afternoon pickup with a few hundred other parents, most who will undoubtedly believe that it is most imperative for them to make it out before anyone else because they are much more important. Olivia is blissfully unaware that come that first week of school, she will be joining daycare for two partial days of the week. Her life will get a mini-makeover and only time will tell what the outcome will be. At least she has the 'I'm so cute and innocent' look going for her. Although, it doesn't get her very far when the two-year old monster that resides inside of her suddenly escapes from her mouth.
Work is plodding along for me. I felt like this week I actually did some 'real' work and that I had 'real' responsibilities. I don't know how well it will keep my attention in the long run, but I am grateful for having a job again - finally! MI is in such a crappy place right now and with the highest unemployment rate in the nation, I am thankful that it only took me two years of looking to finally find a part-time job in my field.
Today's post is brought to you by crappy weather. It has forced us to be hermits inside. Taking refuge in the downstairs playroom so that we can't see the clouds and feel the sub-par temperatures we are suffering in late August.
Time slips away so much faster these days and I find that it becomes harder to carve out a dedicated time each day, or even every couple of days, to tend to your needs. You need more attention than I can give right now. You deserve someone who will update you and post pictures and take care of your design.
Well, too bad for you that you are stuck with me.
(Look at how she feels)Like the regular chores around the house, you too will suffer.
So sorry. It's a painful lot in life, I know.
On the flip side of things, Emma is eagerly awaiting the return of school and all that it brings. I am fearing the afternoon pickup with a few hundred other parents, most who will undoubtedly believe that it is most imperative for them to make it out before anyone else because they are much more important. Olivia is blissfully unaware that come that first week of school, she will be joining daycare for two partial days of the week. Her life will get a mini-makeover and only time will tell what the outcome will be. At least she has the 'I'm so cute and innocent' look going for her. Although, it doesn't get her very far when the two-year old monster that resides inside of her suddenly escapes from her mouth.
Work is plodding along for me. I felt like this week I actually did some 'real' work and that I had 'real' responsibilities. I don't know how well it will keep my attention in the long run, but I am grateful for having a job again - finally! MI is in such a crappy place right now and with the highest unemployment rate in the nation, I am thankful that it only took me two years of looking to finally find a part-time job in my field.
Today's post is brought to you by crappy weather. It has forced us to be hermits inside. Taking refuge in the downstairs playroom so that we can't see the clouds and feel the sub-par temperatures we are suffering in late August.
