Forrest: "So, you've actually earned $0.00002 on your blog. when are you writing your next one? We have retirement to worry about"
Me: "Nothing interesting has happened. I'm not inspired."
Here is my blog about un-inspiration.
We are here in Philly. We are settled. We are in an awesome neighborhood. We have kids all around on the weekend. The kids are happy. We are happy they are happy. So what next? The kids are all in school. The twins are in the beginning of their first experience in pre-school. Jackson is in swimming lessons. Emma is (GASP!) in ballet. Nicholas is embarking on an advanced reader program through his 1st grade class, and he is really developing in soccer. So, what's a stay-at-home-mom-to-do? Really, folks, it's pretty boring. So, when I go to write a blog I got nothin'. I mean, I could write about the time the twins teacher told me how great the kids were in class. How they listen to everything. How they are so sweet. How calm they are. Better fodder, however, is the story from the teacher about how Emma one time metamorphosed into the anti-christ and shrieked at Jackson about how he needed to, "GET AWAY FROM ME! I'M PLAYING HERE! DON'T STAND NEXT TO ME! GET AWAY! GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET AAAAAWAAAAY!" I mean it was funny. Even the teacher laughed. Or, better yet, I could write about the time I said, let's go out and throw the ball for the dogs, and instead it ends up being a mud party fit for a Marine. Really, what the hell else do they do when it has been pouring buckets of rain for the past 6 weeks?
Or, I could write about how Nicholas just ran up the stairs from wrestling in the basement with Daddy to show me that, "Mom, I got past Dad on my wrestling move, but I ran into the sofa and now guess what? my OTHER front tooth is loose!!!!!" This ought to make for some great Christmas pictures.
So, no, I don't live in a fancy place overseas anymore. I don't travel all over Europe anymore. I can't complain about the perils of living in Memphis. Eeeek, dare I say, we're stable right now, with great neighbors, great new friends and a happy life.
Forget about the day to day dribble. Focus on the small things that happen in your day. If you don't double over laughing at least one time a day you're doing something wrong.
