Existence

Has is really been a YEAR since I've posted on my blog? Wait it's been longer than a year. A year and 10 days. That's like 375 days.

Not that it mattered. It's not like I had any followers. And hasn't the idea of blogs faded? No one looks at blogs anymore. Blogs are no longer a high social trend. It's all about the "gram" - "insta-gram". I feed into instagram, so bad too. How did I get sucked into this horrifying, time consuming, social media. Oh. I know. It's in the name "INSTA". I can instantly take a picture and bam-post it. And the world knows that my child climbed onto my table, to eat my bowl - MY BOWL - of pomegranates.  Oh and he has a casted leg. How that happened, I still haven't figured it out. Bad mommy moment.

I'm full of bad mommy moments today. Those pomegranates, that were mine, that Payson ate...well that's where his healthy eating ended. He then had a chocolate chip cookie, string cheese...times 3, a million pretzels, fruit loops, chips. And I am thinking of pancakes with syrup for dinner. Score one for me. Oh and let's not forget that he is watching "Wild Kratts" as I type, and adding that with the fact he watched Curious George, Dinosaur Train, Elmo, Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood,  and Super Why...well it's been that type of day.

back to blogging though-- I have decided as fantasticly nice as instagram is, when it comes to staying in touch with everyone, I can't type out what exactly is going on in the picture. I suppose I could...but that's not proper gram etiquette. Also there are so many things that happen where I don't have a picture to post. I have also no desire to write in my journal. Well at least every day life. I write the really important stuff in the journal...on occasion.  :) but the blog is super therapeutic.  Even now, as I type, I am remembering why blogging was so great for me. All these random thoughts building up in my head, I'm lucky I didn't explode before now!

Let's be honest. I'm 98% sure that I got back on here to blog was because of my friend. I look at her blog and I have this twinge of jealousy. She gets to express herself.

It's kind of like you guys all have to listen to me rant. And in my mind...you agree. So guess what. I'm back. For now at least. :)