This is real.
WAY real.
I think I'm coming back.
I miss you.
I really do.
This is the only real way to express/vent/brag/complain about my feelings/dreams/nightmares/reality/nightmare reality.
For example:
My beautiful four year old plays the piano like a dream. She had her first recital last Saturday where she played and sang (with her heaven sent, sweet, little lisp) in front of a standing-room-only crowd of 15 other piano students and their proud parents and extended families (complete strangers). There were some touchy moments were she made mistakes and was stuck and in need of help. But, she persevered and finished. She did not quit. She did not give up. I'll be darned if she didn't take up 10 minutes of the 45 minute recital on her two songs. And, when finally finished, she jumped off the piano bench, took a quick bow, and ran to me in the back of the room while shouting, "I DID IT!" I have never been more proud of her and inspired by her determination and spirit.
On the other hand, my sweet Maggers is now 16 months old. She "chooses" to only say, "momma" and "daddy" and screams and grunts for everything else her little heart desires. Her diet consists of dead bugs off the ground and dog food from my mom's 14 year old dog that is "temporarily" living with us (until she transitions to live forever with Jesus). She climbs furniture with the grace and ease of Spider-man, can open any childproof cupboard or drawer with nothing but a fork and her overgrown toenail like a baby MacGyver, and if fed after midnight, she turns into a Gremlin.
So, who do I share this with?
Rob?
Yes, but only by default.
I would MUCH rather share this with you six readers, or maybe now, one reader.
So, Dad...
How do you like my blog return? Is it a good idea? Or should I just keep my reality to myself?
Oh, Dad. If you're on the fence, I now am the proud owner of a mini-van and I have a completely irrational obsession with a 17 year old vampire.
Actually, he's 109. If that makes it any easier to swallow.
So, what do you think?
Come back or keep it to myself?
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9 comments:
YYYYEEEESSS!!! I have been patiently waiting for this day to come. Don't tease us. Just do it. come back. come back now. we need you. I need you.
This is the Best Thanksgiving EVER!!!
Today I am Thankful for the return of this blog.
Come back of course!! I loved reading every word in your post and I think I giggled the majority of it! Jodee told me how great Olive did at the recital! As for Maggie's new diet well... I sure there could be worst things! :) but I have no experience (yet) so you tell me :)
I almost fainted when I saw that you posted! Oh Shawna, this is the start of a great Thanksgiving. I hope to hear more of your life. I hope to hear more of Olive's fun adventures and Maggers diet!
Thanks for making my day!
YAY! YOU'RE BACK! It's me, Sherry. You know, your Whitey SAR sister! I cannot believe you're back! YAY! Have I said YAY enough times yet?!?!? No?!?! Then, YAY!
COME BACK! COME BACK! COME BAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!
I have quite a few blog subscriptions on my Reader, but very few that I actually look forward to reading and yours is one of those! You always make me laugh out loud.
When the heck did you get a minivan? I'm green with envy.
Missed you! Sorry I also missed seeing you in person at the recital! Thanks for keeping us entertained. Your reality is way better than mine!
oh friend...u crrrrack me up!!! i'm so glad ur back...i want to hear all about it!
I love it, you have a way of telling a story that we all can relate to and see it clear as day in our minds. Welcome back
yeahhhhhh!!! i'm so glad you're back!!! and yes, you're obsession with a 17 year old vampire is completely normal :)
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