For some reason I'm reminded of the time when my mother was talking on the phone with a woman who could have set the Guinness World Record for longest run-on sentence. At one point my mom accidentally pulled the phone cord out of the wall, which required her to pull out the couch and spend several minutes fumbling around on the floor to get the cord plugged back in. When she picked up the receiver expecting to dial back, the woman was still talking away. She hadn't even noticed my mom's absence.
Which is kind of how I figure my three remaining readers are feeling right now. Like, oh, you're back?I didn't notice you were gone!
I'd tell you why I haven't been blogging, but it's a really boring story. And besides, I made the mistake of asking someone once why she hadn't been blogging and she said, "I've been too busy living life to blog about it." Pssssh. You don't have to be such a snot about it.
But since I like the fresh start of a new year as much as anyone, I'd like to take this opportunity to tell you that I didn't achieve a single one of my goals last year. Not one. Which is why my goals this year are eat more brownies and get out of bed before noon.
(What? You're supposed to make goals that are achievable!)
Of course, goals are also supposed to be quantifiable, so in that case, three brownies a day ought to do it. Never mind about my goal to not be the fattest one at the family reunion this summer...
Truthfully, I sort of achieved one of my goals last year, which was to finish this book with Michael. We got to like lesson 86 and then I decided that since he could sound out words like "lasciviousness" in our morning scripture reading, he was going to be fine. Now he reads so well that I can't let him look over my shoulder while I'm sending emails to Grandma or he makes me edit out reports of his misbehavior.
New goal: only send emails when Michael is in school.
Happy New Year!