Backblogged Again

I have this tendency, when I have specific events to cover in my writing queue, to avoid writing about anything else until I have those entries finished and polished and posted. Unfortunately, this means I sometimes leave these entries unwritten due to a lack of time or energy or other resources, until I finally declare blog bankruptcy and relegate these half-finished entries to a digital file of Stuff That Will Never Get Blogged.

I’m hoping to avoid that this time, even though I have things to say about Mom’s visit nearly a month ago, and Halloween, and my Physical Therapy regimen (which is about half over now), and my braces adjustment from a week and a half ago, and pictures from Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day last weekend, and a few non-time-sensitive things I have shaking around in my brain, too. There’s also some stuff I want to say about Connor — and that’s always time-sensitive, since he’s always growing and changing.

Hopefully I’ll be able to catch up a bit over the Thanksgiving holiday — if I apply myself, that is. Just because I have a few days off doesn’t mean that writing time will spontaneously become available to me if I don’t plan for it. Especially since I’d also like to spend some time with my family.

Writing is important to me. It’s so easy to forget the day-to-day things, to get wrapped up in stuff, and I love being able to look back on days past and remember the details I hadn’t realized I’d forgotten.

Nothing like wrapping up a long-term project and shipping it off for QA testing less than two hours before Thanksgiving Vacation begins.

The good thing about having one crappy weigh-in is that it makes the following week’s weight look so much better.


Still mentally recovering from bath and bedtime last night in which I was the “good guy” after Connor and Daddy had a power struggle.

The snow this morning was kind of magical.


Seems I need to start checking my son’s pockets on #laundryday


Schnuth Family Christmas Self-Portrait Day was a success! Spoiler: this is my sweater.


I told my son last night that we could play in the snow if it was still there in the morni…