My husband and I were riding alone in the car the other day, which is a rare occasion, and out of the blue he asks why I never write anymore.
Why don't I ever write anymore?
First of all, I'm tired. Secondly, no one writes blogs anymore. Vlogs, maybe, at least according to my YouTube-obsessed seven year old. But I hate having my picture taken and I hate being video'd even worse.
I asked Chris why he cared that I had gone many, many months without an entry here. (I was really grouchy... it was late and we had been out Christmas shopping for most of the day.) His response? That I liked doing it and he liked reading it.
So there you go. This is all I've got for tonight, but my plan is to be spending more time on this out-of-date blog of mine.
See you soon.
