I, like many bloggers, set a New Year's goal for myself of posting more often. Well. Here it is January 25 and I'm posting for the first time. Safe to say this goal has gone the way of the "no more cookies" and "exercise once per day" goals.
I signed up a couple weeks ago for this post-a-day e-mail from Wordpress. These neat little e-mails with blog-post ideas come to my inbox each morning. And I read them, mull them over while I'm stirring my coffee or walking to a meeting or sitting in traffic on the highway, then I get home, chase a baby, argue about homework and piano practice, make dinner, gulp dinner down, bathe the stinky monkeys, get the kids into bed, collapse on the couch for a moment, then go to bed myself so I can get up and do it all again the next day... yet I neglect to write. Hmph.
Let's try to change this trend, shall we?
Last week one of the post-a-day questions was: If you knew you only had one hour left to live, how would you spend your time?
Easy. I'd curl up in bed with my sons and my husband and my cats, and we'd read picture books. The time we spend each day, right before sleepytime, snuggled down in my giant cushy bed with books and pillows and stuffed animals heaped around us is my favorite time every day. A time to slow down, share what we love, giggle, learn, cuddle. One hour of that would be plenty to see me off to heaven happily!