I read this over at Free Fringes today and boy did she hit the nail on the head:
My brain goes in these circles that won’t allow to me write on my blog without feeling guilty about not writing on yours, then I’m paralyzed and write on neither one.I'm so there. I have so much to say but yet nothing at all, and yet here I sit telling you about the nothing that I have to say. See Ericka? You're not alone.
So last weekend my parents came in. They are the coolest, most generous, nice, helpful, supportive people in all of the world and I'm so lucky that I get to call them Mom and Dad. There is nothing that you can tell me about your parents that will top mine, so don't even try.
They got to have a birthday dinner with my girl on Friday...Did you hear? She turned 20 last week. I'm no longer the mother of a teenager. How does that happen? I mean besides the passing and time and all. Ten-Twenty-TwentyTen. Yep. She's pretty amazing.
Then on Saturday they got to see #2 play football. A 13-0 win against a previously undefeated team. Go Saints! Then after a little rest we were off to #1's baseball game. (Unfortunately, that game was called for darkness when the lights wouldn't come on.)
#2's actual 9th birthday was on Sunday and we were able to hang out and have fun despite the rainy weather. The Red Ryder was quite the hit.
|HB#1 and HB#2 during target practice.|
The worst part was that by Saturday night my Dad had picked up a cold and felt awful. Somehow, we always seem to get him sick when he visits. Anyone have a pill to prevent that? Sorry Dad!
As usual it was a great visit and not long enough! Thanks Mom and Dad for everything. You're amazing!
So that's the update in a nutshell. Now I just have to figure out how to do NaBloPoMo!