I keep starting blog posts, then losing interest after a paragraph or two.
Or, rather, I start to think to myself, This is dumb, who wants to read about this? And then I try to think of something more interesting, more insightful, more…just more. My draft folder is full of snippets and incomplete thoughts.
Here are a few.
My 12 year old was just diagnosed with lupus. I don’t know what this will mean for him specifically, and I am somehow both pissed off about it, and numb.
I get to fly to Seattle with SMF in a month for a real vacation and to spend some time with my sweet friend who I adore, and whose anonymous blog name which I gave her, I cannot remember for the life of me.
I have a date tomorrow with a girl.
I have a super exciting announcement but I can’t tell anyone yet. Grrr.
We are getting a new puppy in the morning. That’s not the exciting announcement, but it is kind of exciting!