Hi folks! Just your run-of-the-mill suburban mom here appealing to you to COME BACK! Now, I fully recognize that I’ve been M-I-A, that would be Missing in Action<\/em> for you anti-acronym people. And if you are an anti-acronym person, I would have to ask “why?” And, to be honest, I am not entirely sure that there are anti-acronym people out there. But in my experience it’s pretty safe to assume there are anti-anything people out there. So I wanted to recognize you. You’re welcome.<\/p>\n

Anyway.<\/p>\n

I’ve been gone. Not posting. Not reading. Not commenting. I’ve been neglecting you all for quite some time now and I apologize. Yes, I’ve been busy. And, yes, life has been a little on the hectic side. But blogging has always served as a phenomenal diversion for me from my day-to-day grind of picking out Legos from the vacuum cleaner canister and wiping fruit leather remnants off of the sliding glass door. And I miss it. Immensely.<\/p>\n

When I first started blogging, I can honestly say I had absolutely no idea what I was in for. I had been reading blogs for quite some time and had become healthfully addicted to quite a few. My husband was the one who encouraged me to start putting thoughts to computer screen, so to speak, touting the positive effects it would bring me. Although I remain convinced it was less for my own personal growth and more for his desire to shut me up, nevertheless, I began typing out my innermost musings and forgot, albeit temporarily, the stresses of my daily life. And I was hooked. Blogging became a way of both purging myself of mundane frustrations while simultaneously preserving some pretty funny memories (see: Potty Training Woes<\/a>).<\/p>\n

And along the way I “met” some pretty cool folks. My bloggy friends have enhanced my entire blogging experience because I now have proof that there are people out there who understand me. Okay, maybe “understand” is too big of a word. How about “make sense of me.” Too much? Um, well this is getting awkward. Okay, “tolerate.” I now have proof that there are people out there who can tolerate me and my sense of humor.<\/p>\n

And I long for the days of all that toleration. It made me feel complete. It made me feel whole. It made me feel, well, tolerated.<\/p>\n

So I am hoping to make a comeback. I am hoping to update my blog with a lot more regularity and stay in contact with you folks. I am hoping to rekindle my zeal for expressing my thoughts. I am hoping to yet again experience that Sally Fields’ moment, “You like me…you really like me.”<\/p>\n

You do…don’t you? Come on folks! Save me from myself and give me another chance!<\/p>\n

Keepin’ it real,<\/p>\n

Mindy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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