an overly explanatory explanation

So, I blogged for seven days in a row, then I took a break for seven days in a row, and none of it was really intentional, but that's what happened.  And I was trying to figure out why all this happened and I thought I'd explain my thinking publicly, here on the blog, whether you think it is necessary or not.

Obviously, I had an overabundance of Christmas pictures to share, which explains for the overload of pictures for an entire week.  After posting about Christmas for three days, I was on such a roll with the whole daily posting thing, I thought to myself, "I can keep doing this...this is good."  And I did.  Seven whole days.

Then Saturday happened.  A week ago today.  My mom, sisters, Laci and I drove to Santa Rosa for the day for my Uncle Larry's funeral.  Something about funerals makes you feel not like blogging so much.  Add the down funeral feelings to the fact that I drove a vehicle for 6+ hours that day, and the thought of blogging was the farthest thing from my mind.  Then Sunday happened, or rather, didn't really happen, because I didn't do a single thing.  I held the chair down all day, because, you know, chairs have been known to spontaneously fly away on their own if a bottom isn't firmly planted in them.  Ok, not really, but that's what I told myself to justify sitting in one for the entire day.  Then it got foggy.  Then it got rainy.  And before I knew it, Friday had rolled around and I had to pretend that I knew how to work for a day, at a "real" job, you know, one that doesn't include raisins and changing diapers and sippy cups, and blogging was just NOT on my mind.

Somewhere in the middle of the week, I entertained the idea of writing up a little post, something cute about my baby, when I realized that I hadn't taken a single picture of her since January 1st.  JANUARY 1ST.  Yes, that picture you see above, is the ONLY picture I've taken of Laci all year.  Apparently, my distractions with life extended beyond the blog to also include my camera.  And it isn't because I haven't had my camera with me.  No, I'm really weird and take my camera with me practically everywhere.  However, I have not used it even once.  In a desperate attempt to inspire myself, I stuck my head out the front door yesterday and took these two pictures.

I'll be the first to admit, they are pretty lame.  In real life, the way I saw it, the fog was just burning off, the sun was glowing through the mist, and there were millions of water droplets on the branches and leaves.  It really was a beautiful sight.  Obviously, my vision didn't translate into my photography and sadly, did absolutely nothing to inspire me to take any more pictures.  Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I refused to actually step out my front door, maybe not.  Regardless, the results are less than spectacular.

So basically: no pictures = no inspiration = no posting.  OR maybe I just burned myself out with all the over-posting the first week of January.  Or really, I just feel like crud because of the little peanut growing inside of me and I'm going to go back to my chair now, because I just announced something I wasn't going to announce for a few more weeks, but it is just too relevant to my current state of mind to ignore.  And if you don't call that an overly explanatory explanation, then I don't know what is.