Man, that sounds like diarrhea.
This is the first year (I think) since NaBloPoMo started that I am not posting every day for the month of November. I have a hard enough time posting something just once a month, let alone every single day in a month. Sure, I could use this month to get myself back into the writing mood, but I’m not.
I don’t know why I have been closing myself off to the world of the internet. I’ve been sucked into playing those Cityville and Farmville games on Facebook. Blame that eldest kid who finally started use Facebook and if an ad says “PLAY ME!” she’ll totally click it and then ask me to help her out in said game. Since I spoil my kids rotten I totally give in and then I am sucked into the world of building cities and planting imaginary eggplants.
I don’t tweet much any more. I don’t comment on blog posts or pictures as much as I used to. My kids are getting older and somehow need me more than ever. I am their playmate and bandage applier (to non-injuries).
Yeah, I have awesome blog post ideas and funny things to write about every day. By the time I get to sit down undisturbed at a computer (when every single person and animal is asleep) I’ve forgotten what I wanted to write about or the wine has made the keys move around on the computer.
So, no, I am not writing every single day for the month of November. I kinda miss it but I kinda don’t. If you’ll excuse me, my kids are yelling at me to come see the HUGE squirrel that’s eating the apples off the crab apple tree outside.
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