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Miss Thing’s 4-month checkup is in the past. She is loving grabbing here toes lately, and is showing sure signs of genius by rolling over early. We like to say that we can now describe her as “sweet”. This label was not appropriate for the first 3 months of her life. She smiles, laughs, and drools quite a bit. And I must say, she is quite a looker.

Ginny is loving life. She actually described waking up and having that “heart racing” feeling that a preteen may be expected to have when the Jonas Brothers take the stage, as the way she felt about waking up on a typical day and getting to be mom to our precious gal.

Me? I am seeing the haze that has been life lately. I think this recognition might signal that I am coming out of it. No complaints. Not a spiritual drought or a low-point- although, both could describe glimpses of the whole picture. It has just been a little wild as of late. That feeling that I am behind in every area of life has constantly tailed me.

All this, knowing that anytime I feel the least bit morose on any subject, I dismiss it as quite ridiculous. Having been to what I will affectionately call the pit of Hell, most anything else pails in comparison and seems not to deserve the thought or effort to work through.

Wow, I am not sure I knew this until I just wrote it. Well, now you and I both know. I am sure this is some sort of syndrome or the like, but please don’t tell me about it. Naivety is bliss when you have issues.

I am deadset on reviving this blog. Or at least quit acting like I am going to blog and not doing so. So I propose a little something-something.

I am going to post 7 posts in 7 days. I know that is right up there with the passage of the stimulus bill. Please hold your exuberance.

It will force me to be creative, and who knows, maybe it will be fun. Or I will fail. That could be fun as well.

But come back on Monday and Tuesday and….you get the idea.