Isaiah is doing math homework on the iPad.
Thomas is sleeping.
Evan is in the kitchen preparing beef stew for supper.
As for me, I am sitting in the living room watching the last few minutes of an AFC playoff game while I anxiously await the Wild Care match-up between my Packers and the 49ers. I have also been staring at a blinking cursor on a white screen for the last 20 minutes because I feel like someone snuck up on me in my sleep and drained every single ounce of creativity out of my body like some kind of weird metaphoric organ theft.
I haven't scrapbooked in months. Obviously the blog has been quiet.
The intentions are there, but I just can't seem to make it HAPPEN. Somehow I am just not finding the inspiration to write or create, and I can't even understand or explain why.
I'm blaming the cold.
Speaking of the cold, GO PACK GO.