Well, I’m as baffled as you. Blogs are still things, turns out.
Remember me? Remember when I used to do this back in the old neighborhood? By “this”, I mean “write on a weblog” and by “the old neighborhood” I mean the original Royal Toybox.
I do and I miss it tons. I’ve even tried to start a few blogs since I shut down the ol’ RT, but with no real success. I always lost interest after a few posts. And we all know I’m not really entertaining when I’ve lost interest. Like that last sentence: it was going to be hilarious, but I just got bored and gave up about halfway through. Your loss, sorry.
This is something new, though. This experiment has an end date. The reason I’ve started back here in the blog universe (“blogiverse” still sounds as douchey as it did in 2009) is that we’re about to give birth to Baby #3 and I’ve decided facebook and twitter just aren’t going to cut it.
When Maeve was born, I wrote this. And when Addie was a newborn, I wrote this. I’ll always have those links now. This blog is for Baby #3. I’ll post a few times between now and the kiddo’s zeroth birthday, and then put up a bunch of pics after that too. And then, well, we’ll see.
In the meantime, Buffalo radio sucks.
Yes, zeroth is a word.