A year-ish later

I'm excellent at this blogging stuff. It hasn't even been a year since my last post. Not that much has happened: Rick got home from his deployment, stinky and twenty pounds lighter, Bill passed away, I restarted grad school, Rick went through aircraft commander school, I started running again, I quit running again, my sister had a baby. You know, the usual.

I've been feeling the need to get back into the blog. Mainly because of the baby. Oh wait, that's right. I'm pregnant. That happened this year, too. It's a girl, due November 23, better known as the day before Thanksgiving 2012. After Abbey had her fairly cute baby and there were 5 million photos of him on Facebook within ten minutes, Rick and I had a serious conversation. We realized that over half the people on our Facebook newsfeed were people we weren't really interested in sharing pictures of our baby with (pretty sure something about that sentence is grammatically incorrect). I'm not really that interested in pictures of their kids either, to be honest. Unless you are reading this. In that case, I AM interested in pictures of your kids because we are real friends, not just Facebook friends.

Anyway, the point being is that for baby pictures and updates, our plan is to primarily use the blog. I'm sure a picture or two will slip out on Facebook, but that's not going to be the main source of everything Baby W. Unless we correct our feeds to the people we actually like. We'll see. Obviously, as new parents to-be, we have everything thoroughly planned out.

So we start the fall with baby on the brain. Add in a busy few months for Rick at work, grad school for both of us, volunteering for me, overstuffed closets, and a yard that matches the vacant, condemned house on the corner, it's going to be fun? We'll see how often this gets updated now, but go ahead and pat yourself on the back for being a real friend, not just a Facebook friend. Lucky you!

P.S. I'd post a belly shot since I'm finally showing but I just read a post about people stealing photos that aren't watermarked from blogs...and then pretending the blog writer's kids are their own!!! Since I'm pretty sure that's what my real friends would do, I need to learn how to watermark first. I know you want to steal a picture of my big belly, but I won't let you. So there.