blogging

  • Improvising

    I’m typing the first blog post on my new laptop, out on the deck in this lovely evening, while Ronnie and Skyler pick mulberries. My lack of blogging has not been a lack of words or photos, but more of a logistical issue that when I’m blogging, I’m stuck at the desktop computer in our…

  • 2:30 in the Morning

    As I sit here eating a bowl of Marshmallow Matey’s (white trash version of Lucky Charms) at 2:30 on Wednesday morning, I’m regretting writing yesterday that I just haven’t had time to blog, because here I am, when I’d rather be sleeping. I’ve been wide awake since maybe 12:30 – my mind has raced all…

  • Someday…

    …I will blog again. Until then, I’ll keep getting more and more behind. This Spring has been full of great things that have yet to be written, and there is more to come this summer. I don’t know how I’ll ever get caught up!

  • Technology hiatus

    I’ve slowed down on my blogging. I haven’t checked Facebook much. I haven’t even thought about Tweeting. My camera is full of photos to download and edit. The past few weeks I’ve felt out of touch with the usual technology in my life. I just haven’t been feeling it. Normally every day I want to…

  • Changes

    Thinking about updating my blog a bit. I already made a few changes on the right column. I’m thinking about getting my own domain name (instead of the “.wordpress.com”), and maybe even hosting this on my own instead of at WordPress. It would give me some more customization abilities, but also would require more work.…

  • KC Mom Bloggers Contest

    My coworker sent me a website link and then I heard the same commercial on the radio, so I had to check it out. There is a contest for Kansas City area “mommy bloggers” to test drive a new Chevy Traverse for 8 weeks and blog about it. Since I am already in the market…

  • Shooting Blanks

    I think every blogger can attest to the phenomenon. Every day thoughts run through your head of this great topic to blog today, once you find the time. You imagine how whitty or profound the post would be, but by the time you find the time, if that ever happens, you can’t remember what it…