Blogging is hard...

Well, maybe not so much the actual blogging as the blogging every day part, and so I don't. Blog every day that is...though I want to....and know I should...but I don't always seem to be able to carve out the time to do so. Or the time I have carved out to do so is interupted by cats, or rehearsals, or slick infomercials (those walk-fits I ordered better be damned good), or the crack-of-literature-that-is-the-Twilight-series, or boys who have to use the computer to play games....you see where this is going. And then there's the never-ending question: What to write?

Conundrum! Any excuse at all to use the word conundrum.

So today, in keeping with the upcoming holiday, I will post about things for which I am greatful.*

Borrowed Grandparents + family of significant other (especially that sweet baby - I may have to get one of my own someday)

Realizing there is SO much music out there that I have yet to sample and that I DO, in fact, like indy, folk, country(ish), choral, anything-with-an-accordian-except-polka (thank you Emelie sound track), rockabily, fill-in-obscure-genre-here music AND discovering new-to-me musicians that I love love LOVE! (such as She & Him, DeVotchka, First Aid Kit - the Sweedish sisters, not the electronica group from the 90's) and that I don't have to be a slave to free radio's current rotation of crap (yeah!)

The color pink. And green. And tangerine.

My cats - I promise not to be that crazy-talks-about-her-cats-all-the-time girl (though I am feeling an ode to felines post coming soon) BUT - I love them.

Surprise outings with old friends (yeah Carrie!) and being reminded yet again how very blessed I am to know such amazing, wonderful, talented people, and to be able to call them friends.

My Kevin, who's smile still brightens my day more than any sun ever could.

This blog, where I get to say stuff I might otherwise not, or forget, or write but never share. I shall no longer neglect you blog, but use you with new vigor...next week...after my wee trip for the holidays. I swear.

*Confidential to Hawking - notice I used "for which I am greatful" and did not write "am greatful for" thus avoiding the "ending a sentence with a preposition" grammar trap. I do promise to work on the spelling!

You might be better off with a chop stick...

If you don't know the spongmonkeys, you should.

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Go - know them, love them, laugh till you cry.