Confessions of a Haphazard Blogger

Dear Anonymous,

Dang it. You figured me out. Yes, I do check my web statistics. Yes, I do wait until I get a critical mass of threatening email and pleading comments before posting juuuuuuust enough to appease my fan base, thereby not alienating them completely and inducing them to check back regularly with the hope that now, yes NOW, the blog will be updated regularly.

Then I sit back in my comfy chair and cackle as I drum my fingertips together and imagine the disappointment on visitors’ faces as day after day the same post pulls up on their screen. Until now this has been my primary form of entertainment. Dancing with the Stars and Kim Kardashian’s failed marriage paled in comparison. But, I guess the jig is up. Sigh.

Alternatively, I could just be crazy busy. Three kids is, like, a LOT of kids. Way more than two, and way, WAY more than one. Where was that information a year ago? Seriously.

We did have an awesome Halloween, which our friend Becca took pictures of, because I was so intent on remembering to bring all three kids AND their costumes, that things like cameras, water bottles and Halloween candy buckets? Pshhh. If it doesn’t carry the threat of inducing long term emotional scarring, it gets bumped to the bottom of the list, and chances are, I’ve forgotten it. This includes calling my mom, paying bills on time, checking email, grocery shopping and writing here.

I still do plenty of writing. To-do lists, with misplaced hopes that I will actually get to do the things on them; Grant proposals that don’t get funded, and late passes for Jay now that it is my responsibility to take him to school. He is not always late. Just on the mornings when I take him into school.

Okey dokey, I think that about gets it. I’ll try to get some pictures up soon, because that always makes it look like I am a diligent blogger and can also be done one handed. They may or not be pictures of my actual family, though...