I wanted to believe that I haven't been blogging lately because my kids got older and have homework, and need lunches packed and you know aren't little babies that I can just put on a play mat and not worry about. But come on, I'm going to be honest with y'all I've become addicted to romance novels.
Not just any romance novels. You know the sort of naughty kind of torrid ones.
I know. I KNOW.
I should be blogging not reading love stories about great sex and then a break up and then a big romantic make up and marriage or something but….I'm not even sorry because I only do it at night when I'm about to sleep and I can't bring my computer to work anyway so I wouldn't be blogging anyway. And I can't blog in the morning because my kids actually require real clothes now not a quick onsie and a blanket. And then need an actual lunch packed now I can't just pack a boob with some breast milk you know. Then they need their homework done and packed up at night instead of just being all look shiny toy play with that woohoo.
So if that really only leaves me time to myself when I pee and get in bed you can bet I'm going to pick reading a quick book (yeah, my iPad goes pee with me) over writing a whole blog, because when I write blogs I want to be all funny and stuff and I'm just not funny at 11:00 pm at night when I'm all full of sleeping pills and thinking more about sex with my husband then spell check.
But. I will figure it out. Because I miss you guys. And I know eventually my kids will give me a little bit of time to myself and maybe I won't always be making dinner late at night which will leave me more time around 9:00pm to write a post. Or, you know maybe I'll just say fuck it, tell my husband to make dinner and I'll run and hide in my girl room and write about blog post, about my run, that has to do with a movie reference that….
Oh my. I read romance novels and do embarrassing things while I run. Why do y'all even read me?