14 months is hiatus enough.

I left my blog with the self depreciating thought that the world is full of brighter, funnier, more clever, more thought provoking "writers" and story tellers than I could ever be.    It took me this long to realize that was never my intent in the first place.    (No one ever said I was the sharpest tool in the shed)


I also had this concept that I hated to go to all this "effort" and then trust this site to forever protect these brilliant words.   I also felt that my unintelligible handwriting would be much more personal to my children someday (whomever was lucky enough to pluck the worn journal from the treasure trove of my possessions)  so I bought a charming little book with an artsy camera on the front and then I misplaced it before one drop of ink hit its beautiful pristine white lined pages.  That too, was a sign.

Additionally (as if I needed more) our hard drive was compromised-don't get me started- and all my pics, with the exception of about 1,000 were lost.   1,000 sounds like plenty until you compare it to the total of those lost-59,000.   Lesson learned.   Sort of.   I can live without  the endless sunsets, the duplicates, the running dogs, the blurry action shots, the blinkers etc.  What I "mourn" are the ones I reach for once in a while only to be reminded that they are lost -the irreplaceable ones.   Luckily, there are 100s  of photos thrown haphazardly in bins and boxes in the basement and a Shutterfly account that thus far has faithfully stored my images.   I guess I would make a great Secretary of State.   I refuse to negotiate with the bad guys for hostages.   Take that Crypto-virus losers.

I digress.

All that said, I am going to do some laundry and begin to think about what I have done since August 2014 aside from checking FB.