Must....post....

Hello faithful readers.

I know you probably miss me terribly when I don't post daily (do I ever post daily?) (ps that was a joke), but the thing is, sometimes I just have NOTHING. NOTHING, I tell you. The kicker is that the ad space I run actually requires me to post every once in a while, and that's a little bit of pressure. It's good pressure, I assure you, since otherwise, I'd just let weeks and weeks go by until my poor little blog was so covered in dust, it would resemble something that might be in my house at the moment (a little cleaning humor, or lack thereof).

I'm having a rough week. There, I said it. Not a terrible one, but not a fantastic one either. Thank goodness for the great weather we've had, or this might be leading down the "D" road. The one that rhymes with shmepression.

The cause? I couldn't really tell you. But Mike and I have decided to go away for the weekend as a possible step toward a remedy. It always helps me to get out of Dodge. We will, of course, be bringing the Flurg with us (unless MK wants to take him? What? 40 weeks pregnant? OK, you're off the hook).

But I started thinking about exactly how many times we've left Baby J with a sitter to just have some "us" time and...I think I counted one? Two, maybe? I've said it before: I think it's really important to work some non-baby time into your life, especially as a couple. I really do feel that way. But unless you make a point of it, put it on your calendar, and plan for it, you may find that almost 9 months later, you haven't really done it. That's something we need to work on.

Add it to the list.