My wrist is fine

I just don't care about writing in this right now. I go through periods of thinking I should document things that happen because I will totally forget them, versus the fact that I hate telling people something that happens with the kids in real life, and then they're like "Oh I already read that in your blog". Because I have no idea who actually reads this and who doesn't, I don't want to put a disclaimer on my statements like "Did you read my blog about..." because that sounds real dorky and loserish to the people who don't read it.

I'll get back to it sometime. Or not. Whatever.