So let’s get right to it, shall we? I’m a lousy blogger and it’s been more fun just seeing what Kris would put up instead of the inane garble that I was posting.

I was trying to explain to numerous people recently that I haven’t been able to blog because I am FINALLY bored with myself. This is not to say that I haven’t been living an interesting life or having amazing times with people.

Things I’ve done in my blogging absence:
* Went to my first Demolition Derby and LOVED it.
* Went kite-flying for the first time while on Bainbridge and then again at Golden Gardens. Consider me hooked.
* Ran the entire one mile fun run for Beat the Bridge (big deal since I don’t run) and raised $355 for it (thanks everyone)!
* Saw Gloria Steinem speak at the Seattle Center.
* Went out on the Fremont canal in an inflatable raft on a beautful sunny day.
* Went kayaking on Lake Union in the middle of the week on an equally beautiful day, sipping the whiskey from a flask as I went.
* Went up to Whidbey Island and spent an almost flawless visit with my parents AND sisters.
* Learned how to make Chicken Tetrazinni under both sisters’ tutelage.
* Actually made, ate, and enjoyed pizza (the real tomato pie kind like my Dad used to get at DeLorenzos when he was a kid in Jersey ).
* Caught up with the latest cultures, specifically pop culture, by seeing the new Harry Potter with Scott and Maddy as well as Donnie Darko’s Director’s Cut with Johnny Peel and friends.
* Repaired yet another flat tire.
* Attended (and assisted a bit) at our Act of Giving Fundraiser.
* Hung out with Johnny and friends all weekend, ate an amazing homemade Indian Meal prepare by Mark, and saw the Mariners game.
* Am hosting book club tomorrow night.

Still, I just can’t seem to believe that it would translate over to blog world well enough to be of interest to anyone. Secondly, if I were to write about what’s going on in the world (as some may suggest instead of the idea of writing about myself) wouldn’t I really just be writing about my interpretation of what’s going on in the world? Therefore, again focusing on me?

I know, I know. That’s what a good deal of blogging is; narcissism (as many anti-bloggers like to tell me). And I am all for the display of it in blog form. I love blogs. I love reading them, commenting on them, and sometimes writing them. But what has happened is I have been disinterested in myself so every time I sit down to post, I can’t seem to type anything. Does any of this make sense? We all must go through it at some time.

And now I have blogged instead of running to the store for more supplies for tomorrow night’s book club, or finishing the last book of the four, or cleaning up from the bit of dinner I made for tomorrow, or tidying up my room. What I have managed to do is drink a few glasses of wine. Now I have a headache…

…ah yes, and a blog entry. 🙂