Why did I stop writing here? With the grace of 20/20 hindsight, there were a LOT of reasons. My daughter's journey would get tougher and tougher, and as I added work into the mix of raising two kids, it was one more thing I just didn't have time for. And well, that work thing. It sure does suck a lot of free time away, doesn't it? Even though I am still only part time. I will be honest, as much as I adored all the people on the blogosphere that were kind enough to grace me with their wit and time, I just could not keep up with the constant commenting that I felt was only fair to these wonderful people. So instead, what did I do? I did what any self respecting coward would do. I ghosted, of course. Not that I think my absence was enough to cause people to be distressed, but I feel badly if anyone felt slighted. Even as I write this, I feel like I am being waaaay too self important. Isn't that the whole point of a blog, though? Nobody writes a blog that doesn't
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My guilty pleasure is far worse than yours. I love watching repeats of Beverly Hills 90210 every evening on Soap Net. LOVE it.
Buying a medium iced nonfat capp from Peet's almost every day. First it was occasionally, then two days a week. This must stop.
Oh, and that Fage Greek plain yogurt instead of reasonably priced yogurt.
I love Pushing Daisies, but I don't feel guilty about it. I suppose my guilty pleasure is Desperate Housewives.