I've been avoiding my blog a wee bit lately. There have been some crazy developments happening around here and frankly, I'm not all that ready to talk about them. Writing it all out on paper (or screen) makes it all so final, and I'm terrified of being the one to put the last nail in the coffin.
I suppose that puts you in a pickle. After all, those of you who read my blog (um, this is being read, right? Hello? *crickets*) are probably clutching at your hearts and holding back the sobs. "Egad! Whatever shall I read whilst I sip my steaming cuppa morning goodness?"
I'm still going to write. Don't worry. It just might be total crap, or it might be total confusion. After all, like I said on the first blog entry I wrote - this is my therapy.
The family stuff will still be here. Reason #2 for the blog was so that the family could get a sneak peak at my younguns and feel like the distance wasn't so great. So rejoice in the fact that there WILL be more pictures of Eva on the potty wearing shiny gold evening dresses.
I knew that'd please you!