My problem is not desire. My problem is not topic. My problem isn't the words. I have a problem called time! Time to shower, time to bathe, time to fix my hair, time to put on makeup, and time to blog were demoted to the B List. I'm incessantly consumed with things greater.
Things like this:
|Napping with Mez|
|Playing with Kids|
|Cuddling with my girl|
|Watching my boys goof|
AND finally, getting some of this:
|Mez fell asleep in my arms, finally!|
Sorry, I'm not blogging routinely. I've just decided to live in the moments of each day and attempt to sleep at night, when I usually blog. I'm going to get back on my blog horse...and ride when time allows.