In and out...

I went for a visit this last week.

My older sister had a baby and I was fortunate enough to go visit her and help

her out for a few days.

My big sis lives in Indiana so I don't get to go out there and see her and her family very often.

I'm so glad I was able to go.

I had so much fun visiting with her, holding her brand spanking new baby daughter

and playing with my nephews.

Though I had posts all ready for last week, I never got around to this week.

And now.

Having been gone for ten days, I've not quite gotten back into the swing of things with my blog.

I haven't quite found time to visit other blogs.

Too much to do.

You know,

the post "vacation" busyness that gets you wanting another vacation.

Lol!

I'll be back full swing tomorrow.

I hope you'll join me in posting an,

Out of the mouths of babes

What are your kids saying?

Meme

Look at that little baby darling!

Totally worth the post "vacation" blahs.

;D

To be or not to be, when it comes to blogging...

It seems like a lot of us bloggers are hit with indecision once in a while.

It happens to me at least once a week.

To continue blogging or not?

Anyway, I hear it from other bloggers every now and again.

Do you ever feel this way?

My thinking is this (and this advice is mostly for myself, but take it if you need it):

When considering quitting, consider this:

What does blogging do for you?

Do you enjoy it?

Does writing out loud give you confidence?

Does blogging bring you peace of mind?

For me the answer to all three questions is, yes!

So.....

Does it really matter if you get

comments

or visits

or followers

if you are getting so much from blogging?

Does it really matter if you would be missed or not?

Because wouldn't you miss blogging more?

Does it really matter if anyone else cares what you post?

Because you probably care more than anyone else possibly could!

So bottom line,

if you want to blog, blog.

If you don't, don't.

Simple. As. That.

;D

(I should mention that I never plan to stop blogging)

The depths of despair

I'd been having a bad day anyway.
Its one of those days where depression sits in my doorway wanting to come in.
Uninvited.
It sneaks upon me when I least expect it and camps out for the day, sometimes two or three days.
I still manage to function. I tend to my kids and do the cooking and cleaning rather than stay in bed all day. It would be so easy to just lay in my bed in misery, but there is just too much work to be done. So I carry on regardless of doom and gloom.
To help distract me from that depression, I spent two maybe three hours updating and rearranging the list of blogs that I read.Nothing like a big project to distract me.
I have a list of over a hundred blogs.
I originized, added blogs, subtracted abandoned blogs.
It took a lot of time.
A lot of whining from my kids, and a whole lot of resolve to do it. Then when I was finished and happy with it, I decided to change the URL of my personal private blog (where I keep my list of blogs) to something easier to remember, and in doing so
I lost everything.
Every blog name, blog address, gone.
That was the end of my rope.
I am currently free falling into the depths of despair.
Its ok though,
Bear and Lyon have informed me that they don't like me because I took away their hockey sticks. They are also hungry for lunch, and Sissy is hungry and getting tired. There is laundry to do, and dishes to wash, and beds to make.
It won't take long for me to be lost in service for others instead of the depths of despair.