Okay. So here goes round three. Really, I don't know why, but every time I attempt to blog I have no desire to write. I'm not sure if it is because I'm lazy or if it is because I realize I have nothing interesting to say. Maybe a combination of the two. :) Not that I do this for the readership, because, goodness, I'd have slit my wrists by now if I did it for that reason.
Despite all that has gone on, I still find myself strangely drawn to the world of blogging. I am fascinated by all of the types of blogs that are out there in this world. It is sort of an escapist thing for me to blog stalk people I know...not to mention people I don't know. It is fascinating to jump from the life of a SAHM to a jet-setting professional in just a couple of mouse clicks. It does beg to question, what about me? Couldn't I be having these adventures if I'd get out there and do something?
