What's up with the blogging break?
Well, it goes back to why I started blogging. Over five years ago, I decided to start this blog mainly as a way for my mom to keep up with us. We lived almost 1500 miles apart and saw each other 2-3 times a year. I missed her, and I know she missed spending time with her grandson. Over time, I came to view to view my blog as my own journal or scrapbook. I used to be much better at memory keeping, and then we had twins. No seriously I have scrapbooked one page since they were born. I am so grateful I was blogging when they were babies because I have so many details and photos saved of them from that time.
Well now, five years later, we live 3 miles down the road from my mom. I don't know if she ever even checks here any more. And while I was still using it to document our lives, that suddenly started feeling redundant. See:
At the first of the year I started a Project Life album, and there is one random week of my memory keeping this year. (If you haven't heard of it, read about it here.) I found a way to stay up to date with it, and every week I slip in my photos from the previous week. I feel like I am documenting my everyday life and I love it. But it has taken away the need I felt to document our lives here.
But then someone (Hi Michelle!) finally asked me why I hadn't updated my blog all year, and I realized that just maybe we have some friends and family who are interested in what we're up to; therefore, I will try my best to document our highlights.
I'll end with this:
One big event this month was Dan's 40th birthday. I told him I distinctly remember when my dad turned 40 and we really are getting old.
We started off the birthday weekend by going up to Salt Lake for dinner. My wonderful parents took on overnight babysitting duties and we enjoyed a fine evening on our own.
I woke up Saturday morning at the hotel feeling under the weather. I think it was a migraine with symptoms that were unusual for me and worse than I'd ever felt. Poor Dan. We drove home early, and I spent the day in bed. I had invited a few people over for cake and ice cream that night, and that was fun to see everyone. I just hosted from a sitting position all night. And Sunday we had a dinner filled with some of Dan's favorites.
When I asked the twins how many Dad was turning, Brady answered with, "Dad is turning old." Ha! We've got a ways to go before we're really old. I love you Dan! Happy Birthday!