I'm very sorry for my absence as of late. Well, not super sorry. I'm more sorry that I didn't give you any forewarning, or provide any valid excuse. The truth is, I don't really have an excuse other than that I'm kind of sick of you. No, I'm not sick of you or you or you, you, you, you, you, omg you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, oh man...you, you, you, you, you - we'll always be soul sisters, you - we should meet in the RL, you, you, you, or even YOU.
I can't believe I just typed all those links in. Sad.
Know what's even more sad?
You totally just moused over every one of those links to make sure I included you, DIDN'T YOU?
Well anyway, the point isn't that I'm sick of all you lovelies. The point is that I just can't do everything. Something has to give. I wrote down all the stuff I do on a regular basis and drew a line with a big green crayon. And my blog is under the line. I'm not closing shop for good. I just need a break in order to ... you know, be a mom, grow my businesses, lose some weight, keep my house clean, basic stuff. Except for that I do it all exceptionally well. Compared to Britney Spears.
So? I guess this is it. I'm breaking up with you, Internet. But don't worry, I'll be the type of girlfriend to call you up every once in a while for a NCMO (non-committal make-out), and eventually I'll come crawling back to ask you back for good. Meantime, I'll still come visit you all, too!
p.s. - Visit my sister's blog. She just graduated High School and is p-r-t-y talented!
p.s.b.p. - If I missed you in all the "you, you, you and YOU" jumble above, please don't feel badly about yourself. I'm not sick of you either. The copy/paste was flying pretty quickly there and I'm pretty sure I missed a half dozen or so.
