Oh, hai! I am alive, and finally crawling out from under my rock to tell you all that I’m taking a hiatus from blobbing. As if you didn’t know. Sheesh.

I am fine. The kids are fine. Chris is fine. The zoo of animals we have in the house are all fine(except for Luke the goldfish. Dead. And Luigi the hermit crab. Dead.) and stinking up the place very nicely.

Last fall I found out that all my in-laws, immediate and extended, were also writing blogs on blogger. Shocking, I know. They finally found the Internet, and the joy of personal publishing. Welcome to the new millennium. Their blogs were mostly about crafting, and their kids, and their new home business, and how much they love the Mormon church. And when I found this out, my brain, my voice, my desire to write, all went dead. I don’t have a good reason why. Maybe I felt like I had said all I had to say, that I had already put out there everything I needed to, and I could take a break. Mostly I think I felt like George in that one Seinfeld episode where he’s talking to his mom about dating. She had split from George’s dad, and was talking about how she was ‘out there’ looking for someone else. And George says something like, You are not out there because I am out there and if I see you out there, there isn’t enough voltage in the universe to electroshock me back into coherence. Yep, that’s how I felt.

So anyway, I’m finally getting around to saying goodbye, if there are any of you that still stop by to check on me. I may some day find my voice again. But for now I’m enjoying the silence.