you be great

Why is it I can go around talking to myself all day, thinking in my head all the wonderful tidbits I could add to a super stellar blog and when I sit down at the computer I can't manage to squeeze out one cohesive thought? I feel rusty in the writing department. Whenever I get home I manage to fix dinner, clean up, hang out with my wonderful man, read whatever is sitting on the night stand and then crash into bed. That does not leave a lot of room for composition.
I check some of my friends blogs and they have posted happy happy joy joy pictures and little capsules of fun descriptions of their simply wonderful happy happy lives and all I want to do is throw my very nice ready-for-fall shoes at the computer screen in what is probably a mixture of dissatisfaction, jealousy and depression. Probably not the most healthy response. But I can't find it in me to keep up appearances online. Sometimes I'll throw in a couple pictures of my beautiful kid-lits but most of the time I just write to get it all out of my head before it explodes.

I can' think of anything else to write for the moment. I'm sure I'll think of something profound while watching Mad Men. If you haven't yet, check that show out on AMC! It is swell!