Blogging Stuff is Hard

"A small cup of coffee" by Julius Schorzman - Own work.
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So, according to some people (definitely NOT my doctor or my husband or the people who work at Starbucks), I'm still drinking "too much" coffee.

Or, OR, maybe I'm not drinking nearly enough. I mean come on, the health benefits of coffee have been researched again and again, so scientists agree, guys.

Drink. More. Coffee.

But like any other addict, the research could flip flop tomorrow and assure me that I'll be dead in the next 24 hours if I don't put down my bucket cup of coffee, like, right this instance, and I still wouldn't stop.

But here I am droning on about coffee and most of you are probably scratching your heads and wondering, "Who the hell is this chick"?

Who the hell indeed.

I dropped off the face of the blogging world when we got, oh, about a month and a half's notice that we were moving across the country. Short notice, but (spoiler alert) it turned out to be awesome.

...except I stopped blogging.

Oops.

So my coffee-drinking butt is back, and we're going to get to know each other again. We're going to know each other really well.

Oh...Oh god not like that. I just meant that, you know, we're gonna, like, know a lot of stuff about each other. Like personal stuff and secrets and "I'll only say this during the sleepover so don't repeat it," kind of stuff.

Look just give me like five minutes or something and I'll get back into the hang of blogging.

Maybe.