"I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to 'cut back.' From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible." (Erma Bombeck)
Lately, writing on my blog has taken a back seat to life. When I first started this blog, the entries would be half-written in my head before I ever sat down at the computer. Now, I don't even WANT to share what's in my head!
Have you missed me? Well, I've missed you, blog readers.
Where to start? Well, it's a funny thing. I have not felt a need to write for quite awhile. I think it's because I am getting my creative needs met by working tirelessly on the website for my new business. In the past few months, I have spent hundreds of hours planning, researching, and learning for my new business endeavor.
My husband and I just returned from an overnight trip to San Juan Island (Washington state). It's the first time we've gone away alone together in . . . I honestly can't remember the last time! Even though it was a short trip, I am very thankful to have done it.
I spend a lot of time writing about heavy subjects--pondering the meaning of life and all. It all started with my cancer diagnosis in 2008. Although I still want to write about many of the same topics, I'd like to change it up a bit around here.
I had an "interesting" day at work today . . . everything was fine until a conversation with an unhappy person. Funny how ill treatment put such a damper on my mood. That's why I appreciated this "Guilty Dog" video so much. Made me laugh. Now I can go to bed with a lighter heart.
I mentioned before on my blog that I once took a stand-up comedy class (when my daughter was but a wee babe), and that I dropped out of the class. I’d like to kick myself for that now. Apparently, my fragile ego just wasn’t ready to take the hits. And at this point in my life, I’m on to other things.