I wanted to post tonight, but didn't want to hook up my camera, and didn't want to post without a photo, but, well, I told myself to "get over it and post anyway," so here I am, photo-less, on direct orders from Myself.
I simply want to drop a quick line to say "thank you" to those of you new readers and long-lasting (not old!) readers for being patient while I took my journeys to: a) a North Carolina blogging conference to find my direction and b) to Chicago to find my roots.
I found both.
And so my mind is whirling and my body is fatigued and I'm basically a good-for-nothing, lazy-no-good, laying-around somebody who found both her direction and her roots, but forgot to leave a little gas in the tank.
But I'm happy.
The past couple of years have been a rougher ride than my dreamy teenage self ever thought years could be, but I'm coming out of those with a smile on my face as I look back at my roots and a grin on my face as I follow this new direction to my future.
Give me the weekend to fill up my gas tank with dark chocolate, snuggling in until late morning by my hubby, a late night bonfire, a kayak ride over our clearer-than-ever river, and a Mario Kart Wii tournament with the kids.
By Monday evening, or so, I hope to have a lot to say and a photo to post.