Back Again. For Real?

So, I won't tell you all that I'm writing on my blog until I actually start being consistent. After reading some fabulous blogs lately (mainly, tinytinbird and stupidmommy), I know how addicted I get.

If those folks even skip one day of posting, I don't know what to do with myself. I become obsessed with checking, thinking, "Maybe NOW they have something up there..." I just need to know what's going on in their lives.

So, although no one probably cares about this little lost blog that I've abandoned, I can't promise to start up for real and then flake on it. It will get started. Just a bit of time. For now, I'm going to post a piece that I wrote last year about Asheville TAASC.

Just so you know, Asheville TAASC is a program that builds character development in kids ages 8-18 through adventure and service adventures. More on that later.

Overheard at West End Bakery, West Asheville, NC

Players: two boys around 6th grade. One is chubby with shaggy brown hair, the other is a rail with dark black hair. They discuss politics like seventy-year old men on the Upper East Side.

Later, chubby turns to rail and says, "You have to admit, I'm pretty good at math. I don't brag, but I am the best in my class."

Rail responds, "I guess so, but the girls like me better."

Dear Diary

Throughout my middle school to college years, I wrote in a diary about once a year. Whether I wrote because of a transition or a new year's resolution, I'd average about ten pages a year... written on one day.

After reading several quality blogs and some more disappointing ones, I vow to try to write more often. It beats using my unicorn embossed journal.