Hi friends, sorry to have left you high and dry during a month of blogging about the Extraordinary-ness of every day.
Honestly, I just ran out of Extraordinary. Has that ever happened to you? I feel like a brat for saying that I had to look too hard to find it, because I know extraordinary things are all around us. But it got to a point where my posts were going to read like this:
I breathed today, and that was good.
I went home to a great family.
No one made me eat mayonnaise.
And that was today's Extraordinary.
Sometimes when you have to look too hard for the things that put a skip in your step or make your smile a bit brighter, it becomes a chore, and then finding the Extraordinary isn't fun anymore.
So I went into my hole.
Remember when Alice fell into a hole and found herself in Wonderland? Where she ate a little biscuit and the world began to cave in all around her, and then she sipped a little soda and became so tiny that she was helpless? And then she was surrounded by Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee and ran pointless races that never ended? And from there she found herself at the table with the Mad Hatter?
I can relate to this girl.
And the rabbit -- "I'm late, I'm late for a very important date, no time to say 'hello' 'goodbye', I'm late!" (read "no time to blog or facebook or twitter -- I'm late!")
And next thing Alice knows, the Queen is yelling "OFF WITH HER HEAD" because Alice has messed up again.
And all Alice wants to do is wake up out of this dream and find herself safe, sound, and happy under the calm tree with her sister reading a book at her side.
So, friends, that's where I've been. And blogging every day about being late, having the world cave in, and knowing that you've messed up again is less than perfect and not fun to read. So I took a little break and looked for that calm reading spot under the tree.
Can't say that I've found it, but I've missed you all enough to want to return to the great world of blogging and continue looking for the Extraordinary. And if the Extraordinary ends up to be the Mad Hatter at the Tea Party, perhaps I will just be sure to get a new recipe or fashion tips on hats.