Why haven’t I written?
Excuse #1 LilZ gave me a mix CD for Mother’s Day. I thought that putting a set list up of that CD along with the hysterical thing that was his final recorded track of his own voice would be a GREAT entry. Only I’d needed him to give me the playlist because – while I love the CD – I’ve never heard of any of the songs and/or musicians before. So, I was waiting for him to give me the playlist before I could write that entry. And he has still not given me a playlist. Because he’s a lazy bum of a teenager.
Excuse #2 I have had a logo designed for some business cards! I want to show you the logo and tell you the story of why I got the logo and what I plan to do with it and the philosophy behind it all except that an entry like that requires some heart to compose. Some heart and the time and ability to dig up some links to coincide with this new philosophy because there are people who have written about it much better than I could. Have I had time to do all of that? No. So do I simply tease you with the potential of an entry? Yes.
Excuse #3 AndyZ is walking. WALKING. And I totally want to take some video and show you but I haven’t charged the camera and keep forgetting and wait…do I even know where the camera is? I don’t think I do. So, instead of blaming it on the uncharged batteries, let’s blame it on the missing camera. Yeah. That’s it. Did I mention my baby is walking? Shoot me now.
Excuse #4 I wanted to tell you about how I cried during Hannah Montana because she sings a song about how awesome her Dad is for raising her alone and TOTALLY not what I needed to hear. And my daughter thought that me crying during the Hannah Montana movie was very disturbing. But I haven’t wanted to sit down and tell you about how embarrassing it is to sob during a Disney movie until I could get the lyrics to that DAMN SONG to prove to you how dreadful it is to hear so soon after losing the father who RAISED ME ALONE. I never wrote him a song! (To which he is thankful, even from the grave.)
Excuse #5 I’m lazy. The end.