Closing time

I go through phases where I analyze different aspects of my life, and lately I've been thinking about this blog. And I realized a few things:

1. Only about a half dozen people actually read this blog (and half of those, I believe, are family).
2. Most of what I write is not really of much interest/importance to the general public (as 99% of my posts spark zero commentary).
3. Anything I have to say that is of importance/interest, I could just share directly with that half dozen of friends and family, instead of posting it on a public blog.

Meaning that--this blog is pretty much unnecessary. It is kind of a sad realization, because I think that we all like to believe, at some level, that our every thought and musing should be infinitely interesting to others, and that everyone who stumbles upon our writings would be instantly hooked, and we'd soon have so many followers, we'd be rivaling dooce in popularity.

But, I know that I do not fall under that description. I lead a quiet, insignificant life that is only interesting to myself and a very small, select group of others. And that's ok.

So, I am suspending my blog. I don't have the heart to delete it entirely just yet, as it contains elements of a journal of the past four years for me, and I sometimes like to look back on those old stories. But, this is my final post.

For those of you who have read regularly or who have stumbled upon this blog and taken time to look around, thank you. If I know you well, I will still be sharing my musings with you, just in different ways.

thanks and love,
Aunt TT

two years

Two years of sharing: time, laughter, meals, home improvement projects, secrets, a bed, songs, car rides, drinks, kisses, responsibilities, ideas, sicknesses, hugs, bills, disagreements, adventures, friends, family, chores, inside jokes, tears, dogs, dances, trips, pictures, holidays, porch swings, games, celebrations, and lots and lots of love.

Or, as I would have written in fourth grade:
2 people
+ 2 gether
= 4 ever

Happy 2 years, honey--I love you bunches!

superfluity

Sometimes, you buy things just because they make you smile:

(meet my impulse buy from Hobby Lobby on Saturday)