What's that saying about too much of a good thing?

You know, I never wanted blogging to become a chore. I never wanted to have to force it. I don't even remember the kind of stuff I used to write about, because lately, when I dig for ideas and things I want to share, I come up empty handed. I'm not sure if I'm just a lot more boring than I used to be, but I think it's more that I've become much more selective about what I share and who I share it with. But that doesn't mean I want this blog to fall to the wayside as a casualty of me respecting my own privacy. But I also don't want to stuff it with artificial "fluff", either. I mean, fluff is good. I love fluff, but what's that saying about too much of a good thing or something or other? Yeah, that. Are you following me still?

The point is: life has been a routine of work, exercise, "Nashville" episodes, sleep, repeat. I've been in this groove that's not really exciting and the things that do happen, and are news worthy aren't things I'm ready to pour out all over your internet. So we've gotta find some common ground. I’m thinking of making a goal for myself to post at least twice a week. One fluff, plus one real life post. And that sounds like a fair thing to me, but we'll see how it goes. I've got plenty of ideas for fluff posts and a bunch of monthly favorite products I want to catch you up on, so you may get a little extra fluff for awhile. But I got into this fit of "I don't want to blog" and I just let it run it's coarse, and now it's out of my system and I’m ready to tell you some things. I don't have a whole lot of real life stuff to catch you up on (except maybe at least 400 photos… do you want to see?) but we can get to that later.