As some of you know (and some of you don't!) I am half Japanese. My lovely mother is from Okinawa, Japan. Why am I telling you that? Because I feel like I have to explain why it is I am eating miso soup right now. It's like a comfort food to me. And now that I'm not puking my guts out, I'm comforting myself with food. Because I am sick and hating it.
Did I mention I am sick?
And that I am whiney right about now because I'm sick?
But I'm feeling better now. It must be the miso. Or the fever breaking and the good night's sleep. Whichever.
I know that my blog posts have been somewhat lacking lately. And by somewhat lacking I mean totally sucking. But, hey, I posted pictures! Pictures of the kids! And doesn't that at least bring you some joy? My excuse is that it has gotten really hectic around here lately and I never seem to have the time to get a coherent thought down. Or any other kind of thought either. I've had things happen in my every day life that I think would be great to tell ya'll about, but then by the time I sit down to write it just doesn't seem that great after all. Or it seems like too much to try and explain and I end up writing something that resembles this: We went to dance class. It was fun. And I know you guys are not really interested in anything like that. (Or are you? If so, amusing you is going to be waaayy easier than I thought.) So, you know, most of the time you get nothing from me. Sorry about that.
And on that note... that's all I've got for right now.
Sorry about the suckage.