I know you’ve been wondering where I’ve been. *snicker*
I’ve gotten handfuls of DMs, texts and emails asking where the heck the new blog posts are. So thank you. I mean thanks for the emails not from those weird men sitting in prison writing me after watching me on early morning TV. I know, I know, who else did I expect to write me? Who else is up that early? Shouldn’t really be a shock to me to get emails asking me to put them in a diaper and spank them. Or to find out people are looking up “ugly foot sex” and are finding this here blog.
Anyway, you care, you really really care. I find it nice to be thought of. Actually everyone finds that to be nice. Not just me. I’m just like everyone. Just either a bit fatter or a bit skinnier. A bit shorter or a bit taller. But you get what i mean. I’m just like you except I live in the 10028. And you live in the something else or we’d probably be friends. I’m weird like that. I make friends fast. Blogher 2009 should be a hoot. (Hmmm maybe I should buy that plane ticket and reserve that hotel room finally…)
Speaking of blogging, I haven’t taken a break from blogging regularly. Really I haven’t. I’ve been crossing many things off my never ending to-do list. There’s nothing better than the feeling you have after crossing things off your “to-do list”. You know its true. Lately, I’ve also been crossing off quite a few things from my list of firsts. Like publicly trying to set up @mochamomma with @johnlegend. Hey, what can I say, I’m very helpful to my friends. And it helped me cross off #28 on my list – Do onto others as you would like done to you.
With all the stuff I’ve been getting accomplished, one thing has been a constant. I have been spending too much time sitting around waiting (people in charge can be soooo slow. must be all the money in their pockets.) so I’ve been eating pretzels. Drinking nonvodka cranberry by the carafe. And of course eating dessert. You know me well.
Oh and I have a few things going on behind the scenes. Which is just a nice way of saying “Dude I don’t want to talk about it. Because if I wanted to talk about it, I’d be writing about it now.” But they’ve been keeping me really busy.
It’s a fun idea to talk about my day until I go to press ‘publish’ and then it doesn’t seem interesting anymore. Maybe in a few weeks there will be 200 posts up because I’ll finally just press ‘publish’ on all of them.
So to recap… I’m cool. I’m eating for twenty (squashing pregnancy emails now. no, i’m not). I’m working. I’ve been blogging too. Just not making them live.
Still with me?
Anyway, here’s the most important thing, my kids are healthy. And even happy when I let them log on to Twitter. I have hugged them so tightly so much over the last week. Poor kids probably feel like a squished sandwich hanging out at the bottom of a book bag.
The universe is just playing mean jokes on me. Every single day. When the universe stops kicking me in the groin, pulling my hair and calling me names, I’ll be back on a more regular schedule.
Wait, first I have to finish my comedy routine for Comic Strip Live. Everything seems to be taking priority over this blog.
Uh oh, Twitter really is killing blogs. As long as it doesn’t kill the funny. 
