URmagah you guys, I am such a sucky blogger.
See, there was this thing with the end of summer, where my husband complained that we never do anything on summer vacations (I guess as a teacher having the entire summer off wasn't good enough for him--oh wait I made him build a kitchen never mind) and so I felt guilty about never taking him anywhere, so I bought him a red ball gown and gave him a Harry WInston necklace except I did this cute thing: when he reached into the blue box to get the necklace I snapped the top shut and it scared him and he laughed and then we got on a jet and went to the oper----oh wait. No. That was not us (although he is very cute when he sings "Kiss" in the bathtub). But I did feel bad and want to treat him, so we took a trip down South (and no that is not a euphemism--you've read that, the e-mail wherein I probably alienated all my inlaws? good job, TMI girl--although probably my husband would be very happy if i did "take a trip down South" come to think of it, heh heh) to hang out on my dad's houseboat for awhile and hang out with my recuperating sister. And then we went to a lovely weekend away in an undisclosed location relatively close to Chicago (no, not Gary) and had great fun frolicking there for a long weekend with some friends, and then we went BACK to Georgia on dad's dime and it ended up raining the whole time so Aquaman and Frogboy played on the beach in the rain (I mean, you know, they're amphibious, so what do they care) and all I did was read effing Middlemarch for dayyyyzuh in preparation for my grad school comp exam. And then all of a sudden then it was time for school to start. So BAM, Aquaman and Frogboy start back to school, and I am left to make up for what was essentially three weeks off of work. Which means I have been insanely busy. Gah.
So here's the problem: when you haven't written a post in that long, it becomes sort of overwhelming, because when your readers have been waiting for this long, you kinda feel like whatever you write should be Worth It. Pretty damn near to The Best Post Ever. So let's just say right off the bat, THIS. IS NOT. THAT. This is just me hopping on here real quick to say "hi ya'll, I'm back!" and then run away again. This is my placeholder. I'll write something really good--or ok, something good-to-niddlin'--next time. I have plenty to write about. I just don't think any of it holds up under the Best Post Ever microscope. So I give you this, the Post About Nothing. The blog equivalent of Seinfeld. Except maybe not as funny. Definitely not. Do not expect me to be funny it makes me nervous.
Stop looking at me.
Jesus.
Stop it.
