No really. I NEED TO WRITE.
I am going along, living life, and thinking, you know, I need to write something. The more I write the better I feel. The better I feel, the more I write. The more I write, the better my writing is. The better my writing, the better I feel. Etc, etc, etc…
But then I think, well, I don’t have anything interesting to say. Or I think of something quick and funny and just tweet it or Facebook it. When the truth is the more I write, the better I feel, the better I write, the better I feel… lather, rinse, repeat.
Since I last wrote, I potty trained my boy (YES REALLY!) and he celebrated his 3rd birthday. YES, REALLY!
Here he is after enjoying a snack of Nutella and apple slices. He really likes Nutella. He’s really growing up… sigh…
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