Grandma Pants

This is harder than I remember....

I was TOTALLY excited to write a new blog post and to declare for the fourth? fifth? time that I AM BACK TO BLOGGING! And I was going to go through the whole thing again about how I was gone and now I'm here and tomorrow I'll be gone again but then I thought I'd try to play it cool and just BAM! spit out a new blog post as if blogging is still a regular thing I like to do. I had this whole blog planned in my mind about my Grandma Pants (as Pete affectionately calls them) and I thought it was going to be like SO funny, and had typed about four sentences when I realized I was blogging about a dirty cat hair ridden pair of pajama/yoga pants that I practically live in and I got discouraged. I know, why right? Writing about a pair of dirty cat hair ridden pajama/yoga pants is TOTALLY the sexiest way to bust back into the blogosphere! Maybe one day I'll complete my blog post about Grandma Pants, IF YOU'RE LUCKY, but for now I guess this awkward attempt at a first blog post in like a million years will have to do.