I am a terrible blogger

I've been at my "new" job for 9 months now. Almost long enough to make a baby, so one would think I would have posted about what I'm doing in that time. Alas, as I mentioned in the title of this post, I am a TERRIBLE blogger. I'm also not a great telemarketer, which is what I do "out of the home" now for 20-24 hours a week. I call hapless homeowners and offer them a "free mortgage analysis." I get hung up on a lot, cursed at more than one would expect, and occasionally have great conversations. I've only recently started to really make "leads" at good rates. But I keep at it. And I've met some truly wonderful people that I really like seeing most days in the week. More importantly than what is making me money, is what else I've been doing. I joined the 2012 Sketchbook Project and am almost done (right before deadline) with my sketchbook. It will be going on a multi-country tour after I send it back to the Art House Coop and will eventually be archived in the Brooklyn Art Museum. I've really stretched and stressed myself with this project and am quite proud of a lot of the work I've come up with so far. I'm finally being artistically creative on a regular basis again. While I've been stretching my artistic wings, V is getting hers. I cannot believe this butterfly of a child I am so blessed to have in my life. Her vocabulary and abilities are growing by leaps and bounds every single day. And I get to have cuddles with her every single morning, every single night, in the middle of the night, before and after her nap... I couldn't ask for more. My parents watch her while I'm at work and that requires a strange living arrangement, but we are managing. I just wish I could spend more time at home. On a totally shallow and inappropriate note, I'm thinking about shaving part of my head. I like the renewal of that old punk style and some people have pulled it off as sort of classy. Although I'm sure if I tried I'd look pathetic. Anyway, I shall try to be a less terrible blogger and get back into the swing of writing, not just drawing and painting and cooking and cleaning and breastfeeding and tickling a toddler. LOL :)