Where have I been?
I fluctuate between having time but nothing to write about and something to write about and no time.
And then I feel like a loser because there is so much that I could have written about but never did. I never finished writing about California, and I really should because the trip was so wonderful and I think about it often. I haven't bragged about Monty making the honor roll or the fact that Lucy gets more and more independent every day and how I love the big girl that she's becoming. I haven't written about the books I've read, the movies I've seen, or the places that I've been. I didn't tell you that I lost track of where I parked the car in the most confusing parking garage in Portland when I went on a job interview for a job that I didn't get. I haven't mentioned how I'm always on the lookout for a new job because I read somewhere recently that "A man is not a financial plan" and that has stuck with me and further reinforced the fact that I need to be able to support myself and the kids.
I've just been living my life.
But I miss this space. The majority of my internet time used to be spent blogging now it's spent on Facebook or Pinterest. Hopefully this is all just a phase.
(All of the above photos were taken at a local wildlife refuge that is just minutes from our apartment. Scenery wise, it's not my favorite, but I do enjoy the ease of getting there and the fact that we can work in a quick hike before the kids get pissy. No one likes pissy kids. Plus, the fact that they have parking for hybrid vehicles makes me feel special.)