...And Then There it Goes

Sometimes I blog in the car. As I'm driving home, usually from Post, I observe what's going on around me and most of the time a good blog topic comes up. I think about how I'll word my thoughts, what I'll include, how long or short the entry will be. Will there be a photo? (Not lately...my camera hasn't gotten back from NC yet) Will it be given a happy tone or a sad one? If it's sad, will it just sound like I'm complaining? How much snark will I use?

On a really good "blog topic" day, I rush upstairs with Jericho and my 5 bags of stuff from the PX I just couldn't live without, put everything down, make a juice cup for Jericho and sit down at the computer. I open Blogger.

And it's gone. Blank. What was I gonna write about again?

This morning, I actually remembered. Jericho had portraits done on Post and on the way home, I started thinking about how I never blog about Italy. I never post pictures of Italy. I always talk about my son and what we did last weekend. I've decided I'm going to work on that, as soon as my camera comes in.*

*Don't worry, Mom, I'm not rushing you. I'm just really excited to get my baby back!