Sometime Tomorrow...

Of all the places to play, why the firepit boys?

So, with much frequency, I completely forget about this blog. I am still unsure what I should do with it. I often feel the need to vent, but I am hesitant whether this is the appropriate venue. But, what the heck.



I think if I write something----and try to keep it brief (oh boy)---perhaps I could write a blurb on this blog every day, or almost every day. I want this to be my journaling blog, my ME blog. I will mention (and probably a lot) my beautiful boys, but I don't want that to be the main focus here.



I will give this all some thought. I will try to think of this blog as I drift off to sleep tonight and see what thoughts are swirling around my brain tomorrow. I shall stop here since I am exhausted. Kingsley is on day 4 of his nap strike. In addition, today was the first day that I was "the Mom" that they were referring to over the intercom at the grocery store--"Mom, your lost child is safe and waiting at checkout #2". He wasn't lost, he runs away and every grocery trip is costing my sanity these days. So, off to bed. Sweet, swirling dreams---and I close with a promise to get serious about this blog----that's right----sometime tomorrow. Good night.