Argggh, I missed blogging yesterday. Which means the grand experiment – for reals – lasted, um 20 days.
That’s not bad, when you consider that I probably blogged 20 times during the previous six months, so I’m going to try to take it in stride and keep going. It is, as we say in teh yogas, the intention, not the perfection.
I have excuses, which I will now give you. For one thing, I’m planning a wedding, which is about as entertaining to hear about as a play-by-play of another person’s dreams. However, it’s quite complicated, it turns out.
I’ll tell you this: you start out thinking you want to invite everyone you know, plus a date, and then wind up thinking people will have to bring flasks and meet you in an alley behind city hall.
So that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.