I want to blog.
Or maybe just write.
I want to have profound and meaningful things to write about. I want to leave my mark on the world.
I started a post tonight that wants to be all those things. But I don't have the energy to finish it. It involved pictures. Lots and lots of pictures, and despite the ease of Blogger's new and improved picture uploader, it still takes effort, effort which I do not feel like putting forth.
I feel like the blog is being neglected. I faithfully come back each Thursday, because I've discovered that Random Thoughts Thursday has some sort of magical powers. It draws people in, and I like people reading my blog. It makes me, in a very TAMN-like way, feel validated. But the rest of the week doesn't have the same kind of draw, for any of us, and I've developed writer's block.
Either that, or mommy's loss of momentum.
Life is busy. November and December are crazy months. I love this time of year, but man, it's nuts. I don't know if I'm at the point yet when I can say I'll be glad when the holidays are over, but a day or two of downtime would be nice. (As long as that downtime is not in the form of another illness, thank you very much. We're done with that now, okie-dokie?)
For someone who started this post thinking she had nothing to say, I sure do have a lot to say, huh? I've got nothing to blog about, so I blog about nothing.*
I'm drawing a blank, and Ellie's drawing on the walls.
It's me, there on the left. You can tell because of the short, curly hair. I think she thought I wouldn't get as mad at her for using the walls as a canvas AGAIN if it was a picture of me. The sad thing is, I didn't. I didn't succeed in trying not to laugh, I took a picture and then I didn't even make her clean it up.
The way I see it is: at least I'm making a mark somewhere!
*10 points if you get the song reference