I mean, I keep writing these epic posts and not posting them because none of them are finished. So I guess technically I’m doing more of a NaBloWriMo. Yeah, ok, I know that’s not funny. But I will get back into the swing of things. I’m promising myself at least that much. It’s my own fault for thinking that I could just jump back into blogging after my self-imposed hiatus. My writing muscle has atrophied into whatever brains atrophy into. I’m rusty. I’ve got too much Splash and Boots on the brain. And that chick Emma from the Wiggles. We’ve been hanging out a lot as well. Apparently I need to spend less time watching morning TV with the peanut and more time writing. I’ve also been hanging out with Captain Obvious. In case you couldn’t tell.