Sigh.
I have nothing about which to blog. I'm not saying my life isn't full of experiences - the good, the bad, and the ugly. In fact, my existence offers moments upon moments of joy, sadness, anger, and amusement. I just don't see most of these times as blog-worthy. Perhaps I am just uninspired by my current goings-on.
Or - Oh, perish the thought! - am I just BLAH?
I mean, does anyone really care what I ate for lunch? I wolfed down, and I mean w.o.l.f.e.d. down, two of the best-ever wheat rolls, made by my bread-making friend who would win a yellow fair ribbon easily with these.
Does anyone care that the football teams for whom I fervently cheer are not doing all that well right now? I need more Tums to get through this season.
Does anyone care that I made up a great recipe for crab quesadillas last night? They were yummy.
Does anyone care that I am quite enjoying creating and delivering sugar cookies? The looks on the recipients' embarrassed faces entertain me to no end.
I am busy. I have a wonderful life. My days are full of love and laughter. I don't need to blog, or tweet tweet tweet, or put my face in a "book" to know that, nor to tell others that. Still, I eagerly await that time when something happens - something major, something that causes a pensive mood, something heart-wrenching or gut-busting - that time which will bring me out of this blah blah blah blah blog funk.
Until then...
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Isn't it funny. It's like when people from the big city ask, "what to do you guys do around here for fun?" I never know how to explain that we just live our lives. We enjoy our kids, and other people's kids, our friends and our husbands. We watch games, go to church, visit, gossip, laugh, cry, etc. etc. It makes for a wonderful life. Maybe you can't see it on the outside, but from where we stand-it's pretty great.
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