Serendipity

Ah, it's cosmic destiny. I was up on the treadmill just thinking about how I should get back to blogging, except for the fact that I have not felt any inspiration of late (well of the last 3 months) to blog about. I think that's a commentary on 2 things: that I need to get out more and I'm a mediocre writer because good writers can write about nothing and make it sound like something.

Anyhoo, I was looking up a coffee place in the Pearl District (yet another fantasy of a place that I think I will take Vaughn and yet never will because it actually requires me to venture more than 3 miles from my house). I googled it and low and behold someone had blogged about it on Blogger, so here I am. Now that's exciting!

Well, I did have one thing happen that I suppose would be considered a big thing. My nephew was stabbed 7 times and came very close to dying. A long story with sordid details that I'm sure would be considered salacious (do blogs have sweeps weeks?), but since I still haven’t decided who I’m actually going to invite to my blog at any given moment (so far no one), I really would rather not go into a blow-by-blow, so to speak. Suffice it to say that some good things came out of it--bringing the family closer together, at least at the moment, and the confirmation that I truly suck in crisis situations. God forbid anything happens to Vaughn because I would be babbling for the first hour or so of the critical event. With this realization, I can no longer be left alone with Vaughn. *snicker*

So that’s the big update. I’m still debating the idea of connecting this blog with myspace, but now with the big incident involving my nephew, I have discovered that I have yet more of my family on there; so frankly, I’m just not sure how well I want my family to know me. Now strangers, that’s entirely a different thing.