No Excuses

So clearly, there have been a few weeks where nothing has been posted. This is not to say that nothing has happened, for life itself is a drama unfolding at every passing moment. All you have to do is watch it go (or be trapped in the midst of it). So why haven't I posted anything? Have I been busy? Kinda, but really less than I have been since I left the WLR. I've had my weekends off, and have been enjoying the additional rest.

So what have I been doing with my self that I haven't been posting on here. Something else, I suppose. I've been so clear headed since the additional rest that I've been able to branch myself back out and look at all the sites I've been missing for the past year. I have my fingers in so many places that sometimes, it's just hard to keep up with everything. In fact, I finally dropped back over here because another site I frequent was down. What can I say? ADHD has a very short attention span sometimes.

So am I saying the future holds death for this blog? No. I want to keep this one going because I enjoy writing about everything that goes on, and it maintains a sort of record (albeit a slightly censored one) of everything in my life going back a few years to the present. I have enjoyed writing about the past and I really must continue it to bring it to the present day. So I vow to write something, no matter how short, just to keep this alive.

Does this count as a post for today? I dunno. Here's an amusing tag for it.

So Sassy Pants has been known as Poopy Pants for awhile now. Finally, after another screaming fit between us over this whole deal, I did some reading online. She is quite the drama queen, and I swear where Rock Girl would be the scientist/musician and The Socialite would be the artist/fashion designer/stunt performer, Sassy Pants is an actress. Drama is what she thrives on at the moment, and we figured (finally) that she noted that she could garner some high drama out of these poopy episodes.

Well, the web site I read said that kids do this for the drama factor, and that fit our little Sassy Pants just fine. As soon as we went stoic on her over the poop, she began proudly announcing it when it happened. I read this goes on for a little while until they get bored with it. As long as the drama goes on, she might have whimpered a bit, but she got attention and drama. Now, there's nothing but boredom. Hopefully, she get the message that it isn't fun (or dramatic) for anyone and do what she know how to do.

After all, I prefer my little Sassy Pants over Miss Poopy Pants.