Yesterday I posted the cutest (if I do say so myself) photos and videos of Nel on Instagram (even if you're not "on" instagram, you can see them here) and was reminded that blogs exist and could I pretty please write on mine?
The truth is that I've been mulling over hopping back in to the fray, but it just feels so big and cumbersome. I gotta open the door and walk through it and everyone else is chatting and and busy and then someone turns around and is like "Dwija! Where have you beeeeeeeeeen?" And how do I even answer that, you guys? I've been nowhere. Everywhere. I've been right here the whole time. Boring life stuff that's really wonderful but you put it in a blog post and it's like.....uh, so what? GIVE US SOMETHING GOOD LADY.
Does it sound like I've been drinking? I have not been drinking! Also, I can't find my not-phone. It looks like an iPhone but it doesn't actually make phone calls. It's really just a tiny computer that I use for taking too many photos and posting on the 'gram when I have access to wifi.
Oh my gosh. God hid my not-phone so that I would have to get online and write this in order to communicate with the outside world. Doesn't He appreciate my neuroses and general anxiety about walking into a crowd and not being as awesome as I imagine other people want me to be? Pride, thou fiend.
No but honestly, I have not been drinking. Swearsies. Which is sort of a miracle because drinking is fun and it's July and I have 7 kids. Grace for the win.
So. There's too much. Can I just stop here? I'll stop here.
And now I'll say that if you give me ideas of what to write about, that will really help me. This haystack just has too many hays in it. The haystack being my brain and the hays being my thoughts and junk.
Wow. So English. Many fancy talk.