Sorry I'm not sorry.
Truth be told, real life has gotten a hold of me for the last couple of weeks, and worrying about how much the blogosphere would miss me was the last thing on my mind. This space remains my warm, sweet home, only as long as I don't feel accountable to it. And in the midst of all my own busy-ness, it was nice to not feel accountable.
But, I missed it. And I missed you. I missed all my virtual and real-life friendships. I missed the updates on lives that have somehow become such a big part of my own. And I missed having a place to share my clumsy pictures and neurotic obsessions and oh yes, the recipes made in the kitchen I haven't touched for weeks.
Since I last posted...
We spent a day on lockdown.
We went to see The Book of Mormon.
I caught, and recovered from, my first cold in I-don't-know-how-long.
I gave four big presentations (two to go!).
I was in San Francisco for four beautiful and sunny days.
There was an outbreak of the mumps on campus. (Is this real life?)
And I came home from the golden state of sunshine to a city that was finally and fully in bloom. The trees have turned green, the bulbs have blossomed, and somehow, it is May. Somehow, summer is just around the corner. Somehow, our weekends have gone from chilly dates with papers and cocoa to strolls through the park and a healthy dose of procrastination.
Nice to see you again, springtime. Nice to see you again, blog. Nice to see you again, friends.