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I am at a loss for blogging.  "so why are you writing about it?" you may be saying to yourself.

that is a valid question.  do i like to hear myself talk?  maybe...a little bit...but mostly because I just want you to know that i am trying.  not that you really care if i write a blog entry or not.  I am not so vain as to think that you are anxiously awaiting my lame commentary on mothering, music and food.  But I am writing to tell you that i do care about you all.  There are not very many of you who read this blog, but the ones who do, i really value that you take the time to double click and check on me, so i just wanted to say thanks for that, even though i am feeling boring and uninspired.

There were certainly many great moments about our trip up north that are blogworthy, but i cannot possibly capture them all, and the thought of even trying to put it in words makes me feel tired.  Instead, i am just thinking about you all, while still trying to find spots for the Christmas gifts that made the journey home with us. This means that old things must go to make room for the new as i have no basement, no usable attic, tiny closets, and a nasty garage that we like to call "purgatory."  The cabinets need reorganizing, the old tupperwares must go, the shelves need dusting, and that red christmas tree that was once so pretty to me is now like a glowing red eyesore reminding me that it, too, must make its way back to purgatory.

I am praising the Lord for a new year, for grace and forgiveness for my terrible parenting of this past week, and for continued opportunities to grow as a person, wife and mother in this next year.  I don't make resolutions because I never keep them, but i do feel excited when i think about the year ahead.  i am not generally a glass-is half-full kind of person, so this is a new emotion for me.  maybe i drank too much coffee this morning and i am confusing it with excitement.  regardless - i will take it.  and hope that you are excited about 2010, too.