Firstly, a huge apology to those of you who are loyal followers. You've all been more than patient with me throughout this whole pregnancy/birth/oh-holy-crap-parenting thing, and I appreciate it more than I can possibly say. I really feel as though I've let all of you down by not posting more, but I swear I have a good reason:
I've lost my oomph.
It's not lack of time - oh sure, I don't have much of that any more, either, but I know me, and if I had something I felt needed saying, I'd find the time. I'd call a friend, steal Fat Hubby's laptop, and take a few hours of Fat Time and bang out a rockin' post.
But I don't have anything to say.
I mean, I have opinions and stuff, but I don't feel any burning needs to inform the masses about this, that, or the other thing. And I can't just force something out - oh good gravy, that results in hours of agony on my end, followed by minutes of agony on the readers' end.
Forced posts aren't funny.
Forced posts aren't informative.
Forced posts aren't memorable in any way.
They aren't even bad enough to inadvertantly be funny - they just kinda lay there, like an exhausted toddler who absolutely HAD to have your attention 14 seconds ago, then when they finally got your undivided attention instantly slumps over - completely asleep.
That's what my unposted posts have been.
I've been writing. Oh sweet baby beets, have I been writing.
About how onions are the douches of the kitchen. (because they totally are)
About how much I love The Happy Egg Company. (check them out at www.thehappyeggco.com)
About Sandy's Drive In, this amazing little mom & pop burger joint in Richfield UT. (with Rice Krispie Treat milkshakes!!!)
I haven't posted any of them, because they are just ::sigh:: they are just...awful.
I think I broke my Fat Schtick or something, seriously.
Does anybody know a good Fat Mechanic?