Things seemed so much simpler back then or at least my life at that time it was simpler. I had a toddler. I was mostly house bound due to nap schedules which I revolved my life around. Everything was smaller then. My entries were much different than today. I posted more often. I had more time and my writing showed it.
After I wrote this I checked my Bloglines and see this post. Check it out. Or don't if you just can't or shouldn't fit another thing in.
During that time a met a group of really great, smart and amazingly funny women. We formed a little community and called ourselves The Killer Ladybugs. It lasted a couple years then the busy-ness of life moved us on to other things.
ever never read infertility/adoption blogs anymore. Once I started making dolls my focus shifted to craft and art blogs. This is where I've been ever since. I don't read much of anything though recently. I just don't have time. I can barely find time to post a single blog entry let alone form a coherent sentence TO post.
It seems as if my brain cells aren't firing at the same rate as they did several years ago. Maybe I'm overstimulating them with having my hands in so many different things. That's always been my lifelong problem: I want to do everything.
I haven't shared here yet but my husband and I, along with a handful of others, have started a new Church. We're beginning from scratch and it is a huge amount of work. Not that I'm complaining. I'm not. It's actually really fun and exciting but not exactly blog fodder. I suppose I could post about driving around looking for vacant spaces to rent or going to Kinko's to copy announcements and sermon outlines...
All this to say, I will try to post more but I'm not making any promises. Maybe I should go back to posting bullet point random stream of consciousness. At least it would be something instead of nothing.