I was feeling guilt over not having written a blog for so long and was thinking about doing a blog full of excuses -- but I didn't really like the idea until I heard a song on the radio that talked about someone who was "too busy being fabulous". I like that excuse. It has nothing to do with what I have and haven't done -- just with what I am being. I give you all permission to borrow it since you are fabulous too.
"I'm sorry, I can't help at the school today. I'm too busy."
"Busy doing what?", says the nosy person on the other end of the phone who wants you to tell her the other 75 things on your calendar.
"Too busy being fabulous."
"Bye" (says you before they get over their stupefecation)
Or maybe we could just teach it to our children. When someone calls and asks for us they can say, "I'm sorry, she/he can't come to the phone right now -- they're too busy being fabulous. May I take a message".
Okay so maybe this is like the 7-8-9 joke that I think is funnier than everyone else.
Here's what I've been up to since Jake's birthday:
heading up a book group
going to various kinds of Dr.'s with my children
talking on the phone
planning a family vacation
doing religious things (you'd think I was evil if I forgot to mention that some of my day is used for this).
shopping (we have to eat and new babies "need" presents)
giving huggies (not the diapers -- that's what Dan calls hugs)
changing diapers (these are Huggies with a capital H)
hurting my ankle
catching a cold
talking to my children and husband
getting my hair done
I am sure you have all been equally as busy with more or less important things. I am sure, because you are you, that you were fabulous the whole time.