Just came up for air (beneath the dozens of cardboard boxes) long enough to say,
"It's not you, it's me."
My Google Reader is at 123 today. I'm getting panic attacks for neglecting such fine authors, but for now ... I have to pull away and focus on packing, moving, oh and ... paying attention to my kids.
I think I'll have to break up with Twitter and Cr8Buzz too because I just can't keep up. And I'm a girl who likes to put her ALL into everything. So if I can't be the best, I quit. (Great teachable moment here, if only I had time to figure it out...)
While I'm on sabbatical (read: getting my world screwed on straight) please read a real-life friend of mine who has decided to blog, again, for the fifth time. Please pop over and give her a welcome. I promise you some adorable twins on her site.
In between gulps of packaging tape, packing paper, and shoving shampoo, wine glasses, and dump trucks all into one box, I'll check in. Until then ... I'll miss ya'll.