So I vowed to not say that anymore because who wants to continue to hear that over and over again.
And then I didn't blog for almost a week because I had absoluetly nothing to say other than I was in a "blogging slump."
Back in the day when I was a young, youthful, witty, writer with the world ahead of me, not a care in the world, people would ask me. "How do you find something to blog about everyday?"
I would laugh with ease and explain that something just comes to me, whether it was serious, silly, or just plain random something always came to me.
And then one day God turned off those serious, silly, or just random thoughts and all that was left was boring, meaningless thoughts.
I could tell you about how we have had storms here almost every night and every time I go outside to look at the sky to see if there is a tornado above my house, I see atleast two other neighbors doing the same thing and it makes me laugh everytime.
Or I could tell you how I wore leggings to work already TWICE this week and how unprofessional I think that is, but it was raining and I felt I had no other choice. Plus I ate almost a half tube of cookie dough the night before and I had to resort to an elastic waistband. Please don't judge.
There could be a story about how running outside is the worst thing ever and my 1 1/2 lung(s?) cannot keep up and most days I want to sit down cry.
So instead I come home, sit on the couch, and eat cookie dough out of the package. It soothes the soul. And then I have to wear elastic waistbands the next day.
But those would all be boring.
In an effort to spark my blogging juices I actually went back to my myspace page (which hasn't been logged into since November) and read my blog from "back in the day."
I was bloggin before bloggin was cool.
Those posts are the most random, usless, funny stories back from when Luke and I were dating, and it reminded me why I blog.
Well I blog for many reasons, but one reason is to remember those funny stories. Even if they only make me laugh.
So hopefully some blogging juices will come to me, otherwise my blog will be one of those that was once updated but now sits back in the blogger vault somewhere never to be touched again.
Oh the horror.
In other news:
Today two years ago I became an aunt.
And now today, I am an aunt to the most precious two year old in the entire world.
Back then, I had no idea how much I would love that little guy. He is so much fun and keeps us laughing (and constantly moving chasing after him) whenever we are around him.
And he only gives me baby-fever a little, teeny, tiny, bit.Happy birthday Maxton!