Bored and Boring

I'm afraid I have gotten boring. and I don't like the feeling. A friend called yesterday who I hadn't talked to in eons and she asked what was going on. Not much. That's all I could say. I mean, really, does anyone else really want to hear that we're potty training over here, or that Pman lost his shoe at Target yesterday? or how about that W is still wishing me Happy Birthday and my birthday was yesterday. Do they want to hear that Porter said his name for the first time. Do they want to know that I was waiting with baited breath to watch The Bachelor season finale or that I was in them middle of cooking eggs for the baby. I just don't think they do. Not because I wouldn't want to hear it. I love hearing the mundane going ons of other peoples lives but I don't think most people do which is why I haven't written much lately.

I went on a "bender" this weekend because it was my birthday but today I am back to no drinking and eating healthy. Boooooring.

Do we start taking salsa lessons? or start throwing crazy wild parties? I know a lot of people swing around here-hey hey!- but that's DEFNITELY not for me. But I am not sure how to make my life more exciting. Don't get me wrong. I am undeniably happy, just a little boring.