I got nothing

I was going to post about how I was a little sad this weekend, not being home with my sick grandmother and missing the introduction of the newest member of our family, but it felt a little, “Poor me,” and I’m not big on pity parties.  Was I sad?  Yes.  Do I wish I could help my parents in some tangible way care for my grandmother?  Yes.  Do I wish I could have been at the family gathering in Charlotte (North Carolina, not Michigan) to meet my cousin’s first child?  Yes.  Do I wish someone from my cousin’s family had told me about the gathering so I could have at least tried to figure out how to be there?  Um, double yes.  Hello, people!  We live in Michigan, not China.  Give me a chance, for crying out loud.

I was going to post a lot of things – I’ve written over 1500 words since yesterday, trying to come up with something else to say about this weekend but I’ve got nothing.  I want to say things like I really, really missed seeing my Aunt Corby and we had a good weekend being with friends and man, you should have heard the sermon at church on Sunday.  But I can’t form those thoughts into anything cohesive.  So I’m stopping.  But suffice it to say I did miss seeing Aunt Corby (and the rest of my family), we did have a great weekend with our friends and you really, really should have heard the sermon yesterday.

Man, writer’s block stinks. 

Since a picture's worth a thousand words, here's one:

I have no idea which one is me.

Here's hoping my brain gets unstuck soon.

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