Sunday, February 21, 2010

Is This Thing On?

It has been four days since I last blogged.  I don't know if it was even noticeable, but it left a massive void in my life.  Okay, not really.  But I think I did go through a little bit of writer's withdrawal.  Thank Facebook and Twitter for a little, yet oh-so-unsatisfying fix.  I think I have been monologging in my head with no outlet too often to admit.  So why has there been a brief silence brooding over Riddlelove?  My laptop is almost dead.  A moment of silence please.  The keyboard doesn't work, and neither does the battery.  This leaves me dependent upon stealing my husbands' macbook away when he's home and scribbling out a quick blog post while he doesn't need it.  It's a sad state of being, I tell you.  I haven't had access to a working computer for almost five days.  I might not have been blogging, but I did manage to take 147 pictures, make sourdough bread out of 275-year old starter,
whip up a raw coconut cream pie with brownie crust recipe,
take cheese-making pictures and finally add them to the Farmer's Cheese post,
and make a quick and easy whole grain tortilla recipe with the girls.
Um, writing this just made me realize that I pretty much spent the last four days in the kitchen.  I might need therapy.  Either way, all of what transpired during my time of blogging silence will eventually manifest into several posts.  So I guess I was blogging in my heart.  I really might need therapy...

I promise I got out of the kitchen, though.  I'll prove it.  6-year-old's artwork was selected to be a part of a museum display that children all over the county entered, entitled, "Northern Californian Landscape."  We visited his display.  6-year-old's response?  "Oh, that's mine?  I think I remember paining that now."
Then we went to the park,
saw a cool "c" cloud,
Then we hurried back home so I could start a pot of chicken stock.
And bake 3 dozen oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, but no one needs to know about that.
My kitchen missed me.  It told me so.  Help me.

It's Sunday night and my husband is leading worship in an hour.  Bye bye, kitchen.  Bye bye, Jeremy's macbook.  I must prove that I do, indeed, leave the home and that I am not agoraphobic.  Breathe in.  Breathe out...


  1. I agree with Diane...and I missed your blogging too!! Does this mean I need therapy? lol


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